A Gaze Through My Reality-scope

Origins

Ink on his fingers smudged onto the page,

they expressed everything like his worries and rage,

and when he was bored,

the words were a sword,

and he was the hero,

and best of all he had his own world where the problems were at zero.

This went on so long the page tried to hide in a cage,

but he unlocked it anyway and brought his imagination centerstage,

and of his mind's castle he was lord,

and he had all the fun he could hord,

he felt like an emperor but not like Caesar or Nero,

and he enjoyed all the fun places he could go.

So what happened to the boy and the page,

the worries, the rage, the cage, the stage?

Is he still a lord, who likes to hord?

What does he do now when he's bored?

He's still friends with page and he did grow,

he's now the lord of awesomeness smudges more pages like a semi-pro.