When I'm High, I'm good.

[Kanekash]

I pull on the sliding doors and exit.
I stand on this terrace lighting up.
I'm puffing real heavy, loving that I'm here.
It's funny that twenty pills take me there;
Where I'm high, and twenty stories is barely a drop.
I can land on the plush grass,
Perhaps, leap into the playground
and fall on pads made of pliant clay.
Conceivably, the sprinklers will be on,
soaking the air so I can float.
This never felt so easy. I know I'm right.
When I'm High, I'm good.
I never felt so alive, I think it's time to jump.
When I'm High, I'm good ... to die