Earphones..

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Dear diary,

I think the wall between reality and fantasy is like wearing earphones...

When you wear your earphones and get lost in the sound of the music
You don't hear or bother on what's happening around
Cause you just forget where you are and go to a place where you imagine to be,
You don't take the risk to open your eyes,

Just like that you'd read books or watch movies or shows because, it takes you somewhere,
Somewhere away where it's quite... comfortable and better or just like you dream of..

When you wear your earphones on one side,
Your keeping the walls between reality and fantasy,
You want it both wrecked and stable. So it is just as you wish it to be...

But when you wear your earphones on both sides,
You don't care on what you lose,
Or what you'll get,
You get completely lost in your fantasy, your world,
And try to break that wall between your reality and fantasy like it doesn't exist,
Not bothering on what's real or not,
Just in the need to truly feel for once..

And when you get completely rid of your earphones,
You forget,
You forget what it was to live in a world where anything could be imagined, possible and fantasized,
You forgot that there is an other side of the wall
And you build them so high that you wouldn't even know if there is any way to ever go back.
You try to be 'realistic' and forget how to imagine and create things from it..

You may laugh when you hear things like 'Sun got down on his knees to look at moon' and may call it 'absurd' or 'stupid'
Or you rather pause and weep till sleep, completely feeling the words and getting lost in your own world
Or you may understand the words but not completely,
So you act like it doesn't bother you at all..

So at last I can say that you'd rather throw these earphones away and stay in a cursed land called 'reality'
Or keep the earphones and live in a romantic fool's cursed land called 'fantasy'
But some seem to need a bit of both so they want to live in another undescribable, strangely cursed land called 'normality'

                          -A.N.F

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