I sit in the chair looking out into the great beyond 

The world that waits before me painted in bright neon colors 

I just want to run and touch it and get lost

I want to get out and finally smell the flowers 

The world before me is colored in bright neon colors

But when I open my eyes I see something different 

The world is painted in dark greys and blacks, a few specs of white

There is no longer the neon pigment 

I sit in the chair looking out into the great beyond 

Wondering what it's like 

They say the real world will kill me

But I'll stay alive out of spite