You're alone in your room,
Reading the lines of your favorite book,
For the 10th time.

You're enveloped into this world,
Desperate to catch a break from yours.

You liked the thought of being one of the characters in the book.

You liked the thought of being a completely different person.

Maybe you could be the popular girl everybody loved and lusted after.

Or the famous singer everyone adored.

Possibly even the faulty sidekick that makes the story ten times better.

Or the hero,
Saving the day.

But you weren't any of them.
You were the loser reading about them.

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