I wandered into the room of mirrors,
and my body was twisted and turned like a wrung out tea towel,

I stood in the room of Spring,
and I blossomed like the luscious trees surrounding me,

I stood in the room of confusion,
and all my knowledge was wiped from my memory,

I sleep walked into the room of dreams,
and my imagination went wild with creativity,

I stood in the room of envy,
and jealously overloaded me as the fresh, green leaves tickled my skin,

I stumbled into the room of Summer,
and travelled from A to B on a water slide, with a mocktail in one hand.

I slid into the room of questions,
and my surroundings transformed into a map of possibilities.

I stood in the room of rebellion,
and showed my battle scars to the entire world.

I crept into the room of abstract,
and my body seized up into different abnormal structures and shapes.

Finally, I stood in the room of anomalies,
and a peculiar string of events occurred.