My World
I sit here in a world too ordinary for me to call my own.So when night grows on and my eyes feel heavy, a world appears in my mental mind.
It is not the one i was used to.
I felt more at home there than the world I grew to know.
This world is the one i dreamed of,
the one too real to be true.
Love, romance, protection from my concious mind.
Oh how do I wish to stal, oh how do I wish.
Near dawn my world fades.
The perfect world disolves in my head.
The whole thing was just a dream.
For a minute i hoped it was real because my life is no fairy tale.
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