Imaginary fantasy

My mum told me I was never bored

I always had a lot of fantasy stored

Known for my imaginary fantasy

I created a world to escape reality

It became my coping mechanism

Against life that felt like a prison

From a destiny I couldn't define

In the shadows, sun barely shine

I miss that innocent dancing kid

An unworried soul, torn bit by bit

I relapse in fantasy when I need

A break from the demon's heat

Creating a new world for myself

Where I put worries on a shelf

Dance around on a green field

Where demons are concealed

A mind full of a joyful rhythm

Where the cruel truth is hidden

Until life brutally drag me back

To myself, an emotional wreck

Wouldn't survive without fantasy

A safe space to forget being me

Sadly, fantasy can grow old too

Adult fantasy is a demon zoo