Sounds

Little feet dancing around in my head,
Stomp, stomp, stomp, a parade is lead.

The little feet parade down to my eyes,
across my nose and down to surprise!

I hear them stomping in my ears,
Stomping, stamping, and little cheers.

Cheers of joy, cheers "Oh, fun!"
Little feet cheers for everyone.
The little feet stomp, having so much fun,
but then the little feet start to run.

Tippers, tappers, tipper, tap!
Thud, thud, thud, and slap, slap, slap!
The little feet running through my head,
Why are they running? What has been said?

Little feet giggle, little feet prance,
then again, they start to dance.

Dancing in a forest of hair,
peeking here and booing there.
I love the feet that dance in my mind.
Sweet little feet that are loving and kind.

Men in blue jackets try to take them away.
Make little feet run and in fear they stay.
"Little feet hide in the back of my mind!",
I tell them "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine."

They cannot see the little feet sliding,
in the back of my mind that they are hiding.

The men take their pills and then go away.
Now the little feet run and the little feet play.

They act like their stomps bring me into such sadness,
but if only they knew, I am glad in my madness.