So, there is this place in my head
Where “the wild things are”
Where the grass is always greener
And where the air is always cleaner
Where nobody dies and where nobody lies
Because there is never a doubt that there will be food on the table
And there is no need to shout about
Things that stress you out
Because everyone is perfect

There is this place in my head
Where creativity is an asset and
Where there is no one made to asses
The value of a creation or put a label on art
Where no matter who you are or what you do there will always be a place for you
Because people see the worth in every skill

There is this place in my head
Where my stream of consciousness is
Utilized and I perceive everything in a
Different light
because I realize that the time it takes you to grasp something is time enough for it to disappear.

So, you see, there is this place in my head
This is a paradise,
Untouchable,
Intangible,
But not unobtainable
Because, you see, it is all just a mental thing