For our illustration class in university, we were asked to pick out a song and reinterpret the lyrics into a story to then make a comic out of.

The song that I chose to interpret for this comic is called High by Slow Pulp

Lyrics:

I have too much in my pockets
I wish they were empty
And now it feels like my palms are sweaty
I'm not ready
Oh, my shirt sits on my body
Like it's not for me
And now I'm trying to find my way out
I wish I knew how

I took these lyrics out of the context of the song and decided to create a whole new narrative out of just the first verse, without it's connection to the rest of the song.