My Perfect World

When I was a little girl, I pretended to have imaginary friends
imaginary house, with animals and no grown ups.

As I grew older I knew those images where only my imagination
I have created a world for myself where I can escape from
reality when facing the world it is too painful.
Somewhere deep in my mind where no-one can go expect
me, and no-one can hurt me I escape too

It was only now and again, but now I find myself escaping to this
place in my mind more and more, I feel safe there,
reality does not exists there.
It's my world and I shape the reality.
Jay04Sch Jay04Sch
41-45, F
Jan 21, 2013