Where am I?
I don't know. Where do you think I am?

In between states of mind.
I think you'll find...
I'm back in town.

I am up,
...
...
And I am down.

I am left and I am right, asleep in the day yet awake through the night.
Never drawing, seeking.. the touch of a pen to paper, no inspiration leaking.
Strictly speaking, my mind is shrieking, and I am sneaking across floorboards creaking, AND ALL I WANT IS FREAKING... cookies...

Finding cats sleeping, keeping their paws tucked under.
I stare at the empty kitchen shelves in wonder.
Wanting cookies, and my life... back.

Indulging instead in a sickening snack.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
Nobody's in.

... I am lost, so will somebody find me.
I beg of you to hear my plea AND FIND A WAY TO SET ME FREE.