It used to be one hell of a big risk to stride past the big blue door, 
there was always someone standing in its shadow waiting to pounce,
but i'm sure if there were any other way she would have figured it out. 
"Norah is bright!" all her teachers said "yet there is something there that is not quite,
not quite right" 
No one asked Norah why she was different, why she counted her cheerio's just so she could count them backwards or why she colour coded her underwear for each day of the week or why most nights she preffered to talk to the stars rather than try to sleep. 

We are all lost, this universe is so big how can you not be 
Norah was just afraid, of never finding her way 
so she searched and clung desperately to the patterns of every day 
that way if one day she couldn't be found, all you had to do was follow 
the patterns. 

Behind the big blue door there was a person 
dressed in white holding a white cup with little 
white pills and they watched as Norah swallowed the 
little white nothings in the huge white hall where everything blurred 
into nothing.
but the doctors didn't make it okay and the little white pills 
didn't make her strangeness go away. 

Norah no longer fears getting lost, she knows there's a hell of 
a good universe next door,
it's just not behind the blue one

tried doing a proper drawing with actual realistic (attmept) shading... you guys are my guinea pigs :)

I'm in love with the man in the moon 
but i think he's playing hard to get