Tell me a story
Please
Distract me from
Everything
Let me lose myself,
Lose sense of time
Make me forget myself,
Forget rhythm and rhyme
I want to forget that the earth moves,
How things are always changing
How people have expectations
How I must keep on living
Like I don’t have a mind,
An opinion,
A choice
I want to emerge a heroine,
A villain,
Someone, something else
Besides myself
How dreary this life is
How simply-
Mediocre!
I cannot abide it
I cannot allow it
What must I do to live the life my heroes do?
Please, get me away
Call me antisocial
Call me a loner
(Although none of that is true)
But I enjoy my stories
My books,
My tethers,
My hopes,
My escapades
They give me a reason
To hope
And dream
And laugh
So whatever to those that look down,
To those who do not understand
They will never understand,
The way that stories light up your mind,
Cause you to dream and think and try
They cause you to feel,
Which is a curse in and of itself
Sometimes you’ll find yourself crying
Because that was not the way it was meant to go!
And it hurts, it truly does
But it makes you feel,
And in this world,
That\'s all that matters
So leave me be
Leave me to my stories
And I’ll you to your parties
And gossip
And embarrassments
And shame
So, leave me to my stories
And I’ll leave you all alone
And I shall be happy here
In this nook, all alone
Save for the book in hand
Which, for now,
I’ll call home