In bed alone reading and writing about monsters and hero's fighting
Fantasies that don't exist yet make us so happy
Super humans people turning into wolves mystical elves all stories piled onto our book shelves
To escape reality we read and we write
We talk as if we have lived other lives we strive to be different and better than the rest
It is as if we have been put to the test
To test our abilities
Our strengths
Our drive for power or happiness
Money or fame
Many of us know no bounds no shame
So we just turn the page to get a better fate
But these fates are unreal
Idealistic
Imaginary
And
Fake
