Up (a poem I wrote at 1:16 in the morning because I couldn't sleep and had nothing better to do)

I'm floating up up UP past the sea of buildings
treetops don't exist here but the roofs of my urban home are bleakly staring at me
i don't know where i'm going since i'm horrid with directions
what is g-p-s
i barely know my a-b-cs
a-d-d to the problems plaguing me
i'm crazy
or at least that's what they tell me
my brain and my body do not match
they are two separate creatures from two totally different environments
forced together in a cramped depressing shell of a life
animal control! my remote is broken
click click clack
do you see
the rhythm is wack
was i rhyming
the similar sounds send my sight into a swirl
my brain is perplexed and astounded
my eyes hurt
crossing like x's
dotty spots above the i's
g do u c
why my memory is wrong
i never talked to you
i didn't talk to anyone
i just went about my business
floating up up UP past the sea of buildings
♠ ♠ ♠
*according to my friend, the message he got was "i'm just going to keep moving forward no matter the difficulties". My reply was "wait, there was a message? I'm serious dude, I just opened up a new tab and wrote this in like five minutes cause my brain was like 'i wanna talk pretty words at chu' and i'm so sleep deprived i'm like 'k'. But he liked it, so that's cool.