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Lost in Reality
  Like a misshapen piece in a puzzle
  being forced into a space
  whose soft curves will never match my
  sharp angles
  Escape is Impossible and Inevitable
  there are many places to go,
  and also none.
  But it soon becomes unbearable,
  only so much can bend
  you can prolong the ear shattering snap-
  but not prevent it.
  Daydreams of daring adventures,
  Fantasies of freedom,
  demanding to be realized.
  abandonment of reality, even though temporary
  brings invaluable relief-
  Escape.
  For a few hours
  I plunge my consciousness into a world that is not my own
  I find solace in the words
  In becoming someone else.
  The steel chains of society
  unlock and melt away my surroundings
  Until I’m somewhere else entirely.
  Every day can be a new thrill
  One day I’m a princess
  held captive by an evil dictator
  the next day I’m the assassin sent to kill him
  Perhaps I’m the troubled youth who gets a letter from an owl
  or discovers that the myths they learned about in school
  are actually their family tree.
  Never forgetting the lessons I’ve learned
  the people I’ve grown to love,
  I force my mind to return from whence it came
  claw myself out of the safety of the pages.
  Attempt to mold myself into society once more
  knowing it’s futile.
  So tomorrow
  When the building pressure becomes too great
  right before the Tornado hits-
  the Thunder rumbles-
  and the Tsunami washes away my failed efforts at normality
  I’ll reach for my shelf
  run my hand along the many worn spines
  quietly take a deep breath
  and get lost in a new reality.

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