In my own little world,
I could be free as I wished.
My imagination unfurled
The mystical world around me, garnished.

In my own little world,
I could fly high in the sky.
In the air I was hurled,
I saw planes pass by.

In my own little world,
I could be anything I wanted.
I could be a bird that purled,
Or a deer that fleeted.

In my own little world,
Everything was perfect.
Life was not knurled,
Everything just clicked.

As I came to reality,
I understood one thing.
That even though it is a little crazy,
This is your real world,
Make the world fit for you.