The cakes took over the store for today.
They said I should go talk to Twilight
They can handle things
It’s not a problem
Pinkie it’s not a problem
I told them it was to me
I was confused, nopony was making sense!
Why am I needing to go?
I was just fine a few moments ago,
I talked to Rarity, gave her a cookie
That looked like me
That looked like her
That looked like us,
And that it was fine and that she needed it
And that it was okay and that it was fine
And I said that twice already—
Am I okay?

…

I was

walking next to Twilight.
But now I’m in a room.
Walls surround me.
I lost track of time.
The clock outside is ticking
Yet I hear it in these four walls
The door is shut
I’m twitching
My tail told me that ponies were sad that they saw me this morning
My hair stood on end like it was about to collapse
My heart was racing with my mind and it was losing
I don’t know why they wanted to race, I just want to be happy
I want everypony to be happy!
And yet—

Am I happy?

Or am I just being silly?

Author's Note

I wonder what VIC would say.