My Imaginary World

I sit in my own imaginary world all day. It feels as though nothing can bother me.

I sit there, in my own imaginary world all day, playing games with my favorite characters from my favorite TV shows and we talk and laugh and hug and nothing can stop us. We care for one another and sometimes I pretend to fall in love. We would snuggle close to each other at night when we sleep and in the morning, we all come together and eat our breakfast that someone had cooked for us. It seems perfect...

Until reality hits.

Reality is the only thing that can ruin my imaginary world. It's cruel and unfair. Nothing goes right in reality for me. I sit there and cry myself to sleep... I barely take notice in anything that happens and I feel alone.

That's why I'm so quiet.

Sometimes I wish my imaginary world was real, where nothing could go wrong and we adventure everywhere. We can travel in space in the TARDIS, take road trips across America in the Impala, we can investigate crimes with Sherlock, go and visit Ikebukuro and mess around, we can go to Ouran Academy and join the Host Club, or we can become and Exorcist and fight off demons.

But reality ruins it all.

And whenever you see me sitting there, staring at nothing. When my face is to the floor and my expression is blank...

You'll know what I'm thinking of......

My imaginary world.

And sometimes you'll wonder...

"What's wrong with that girl?"

You look at me, and you think I'm a freak.

Well... maybe. Just maybe... I can leave this world and all who hate me... To live with my friends in my imaginary world. And I could never come out again.