As time ticks my way,

my anger grows,

and as I stand,

the whole room knows,

well there it goes,

my covers blown.

My mask is gone,

and the show is on

I challenge the person next to me

but they're gone in some fantasy

Like ther've been taking ecstacy

I move their arm only to feel jelly.

I'm in the middle of a role.

How I got here,

no one knows.

But since my cover's blown,

I might as well sit and eat,

eatin' rolls and sippin' tea.

What do you mean,

this ain't for me

Well stip messin'

Get out of my fantasy

~Ashley~

(all Ashley's words,

besides some help grammatically

and in spelling)