"Mind"

Sometimes, when I'm standing near the wall,
When it's dark enough, to make my neck skin crawl,
I'm feeling, that something odd is coming to my brain,
It looks like a round, black "the Tube" train.

I know I just can't stand this kind of strain,
But suddenly, from the clouds it appears to rain,
Huge, green spruce is starting to grow up, with small owl inside, starting to shout,
It was the nature, I found it out, but I never knew what biology is about.

As soon as the tree near me came,
It vanished away, aswell as the rain,
And all the ground i felt under my feet,
Collapsed very fast, i was falling free.

Then i felt into some strange yellow river,
Like cracovian Wisla, but much, much bigger,
I noticed I was small like an ant, swimming in Pizza Hut's beer,
And BOOM! I've woken up, I conquered my fear.