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The fantasy, i up in my head, was so realistic
I always i could live happily
in my own world, i never have to leave, but i was wrong
found its way to grab a hold of me

The pressure kept to my head
there was no escape, no pretend
so i figured we suffer till the end

I remember every summer, I all its life
was so bad? why are you sad?
yesterday was passed night
Today rose morning, contemplating change
its time to write next page

All the places I for do not seem real.
if indeed they are in fact remain out of my reach
the dreams i in always seem to satisfy, am i mistaken?
for living on a different planet? another