I like daydreaming about myself
Myself in different worlds
Different galaxies
Myself as who I am
And not the person I have to beIn my daydreams I'm allowed to exist
And sure,
I don't have a perfect life in my daydreams
I like to have some, slight, reality mixed in with the magic
The other worlds are nice
They're better than this oneSometimes I don't want to come back
I want to continue
Keep playing this character that isn't actually a character
At least not as much as I am nowSometimes I think I won't come back
That I'll be stuck in there and can't get out
I don't know if I would try
I know one day I'll have to give up my worlds
Give my characters up
Give myself up
If I want a shot at being successful in lifeBut there will be a day I have to choose
Come back to reality and face all the things I fear
Or let my imagination keep me safe
Just beyond the distance you can reach
And then,
Then I'll finally be at peace(21/6/21)

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A Glimpse Into My Brain
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