MY PRIVATE WORLD
Time has come to enter my private world
Feeling myself sinking
Realizing my thoughts are becoming disconnected
Happy with anticipation
As new adventures are beginning
Watching the unreal become the real
Imagination being the creator
Over which there is no control
In solitude fantasies are realized
There are times when I fly like a bird
Or swim like a fish
My mind's eye sees all
Sometimes with happiness
Sometimes with sadness
When fear prevails
I'm thrust back into reality
by Antoinette
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