Sanctuary found. Rest for the senses.
Want to go back. I feel so defenseless.
Find somewhere to run and hide from this life.
Not good enough. Failed to climb the mountain.
Inside a world where I can be the king.
No limits or boundaries placed on me.
Full of potential, and it’s developed.
Not just wasted and leading to failure.
In there I smile, let my laugh be heard.
Don’t shy away from opportunity.
I am outgoing. Meet lots of people.
No past to chase me down a different path.
I get lost in a world of make-believe.
A magician with believers in awe.
I believe that I can do anything.
I wake up in a ditch, face smeared with mud.
Did I imagine, or does the world hurt?
Where is my sanctuary, where’d it go?
I could ride unicorns, and steal the show!
Where are my powers why can’t I change things?
My fingers are useless I’ll cut them off.
Build me a spaceship and I’ll fly away.
No more questions or answers. It’s my way.
I can have fun and nothing else matters.
Build my sanctuary so I can live.