Where wild minds come to rest
I wrote some poetry on MD. The first one is called Imaginary Friends and the other one is called Daydreamer.
I'm never lonley
because when I start to feel sad my "friends" appear.
They go with me everywhere amd say all I need to hear.
They smile and laugh with me.
Not with their friends while I sit alone.
They respect and apperiacte me.
Unlike everyone else.
But they are in my head,
And I know this, but I can't stop.
Because they fill the void.
The mind wander
Paces up and down the room
And mubles to her "freinds"
Though she dosen't noticed the look
for she is trapped in her world.
A world of peace
where she is the star
and people love everything about her
her looks, talent, and brains
The one she always wanted to be.
Though she's not daffy
She's just different
she fantasies and dreaming is the way her brain works.
But by the day she got more and more in to her world.
She wasn't insane, but she lost out on her life in some ways she will never get back.
I hope you like it.