I Imagine

Well I'd Like to say that this is going to be a lovely poem but I've got to state that unfortunately it just isn't. This poem is actually quite morbid and depressing but wait, hold on! I've figured out a way to make you say at the end of it all it this play was quite lovely! Wait, Backtrack! Didn’t I say poem first so which is it a play or a poem? Oh dear my sincerest of apologies I forgot in order for this to work I’ll have to request that you put on you sit down and strap on your patent pending imagination caps. Trust me once you do you'll understand. So when I was a kid a just loved to imagine, I could literally imagine everything, places pets, scenery, food, friends, family, if you could fathom it then you can bet I had already imagine it. Hell sometimes I’d read books or watch a TV show then afterwards I’d input myself into the original storyline and be semi important but having no real change to it. Everyone thought it was cute, he’s got a healthy imagination is what they would say so vivid and life like how adorable.

So when I was a teenager, believe it or not I still loved to imagine, I’d imagine places, friends, family, being in those places, having friends who cared about me, and a family that didn’t see me as a complete failure. Oh boy did I sure have quite the imagination, always active and ready to think of more wonderfully preposterous crap…. No one thought it was cute, everyone would say aren’t you getting to old for that, hey that’s a bit weird that you still do that, shouldn’t you find less child like things to do yeah think?? And you know what I did think, in fact I thought of a perfectly amazing negative free zone where not a soul would dare utter such a statement.

So now I’m a bit older, not quite an adult although by legal matter I am eighteen but not quite a teen, and oh boy would you look at that I still love to imagine. Everyone says it’s unhealthy, but me personally I attribute it to the one thing keeping me healthy. You see I’ve gotten so skilled at the art of imagining things that now I can forcibly imagine something to override or merge with my reality. And it works wonders, Oh no that’s an unappetizing looking meal and I just can’t eat it right now, NO PROBLEM fixed with my imagination and now I’m eating happily. Oh dear I’m terrible with social situations I wish I could be cool and more collected, NO PROBLEM my imagination is here to help it just installed and entirely new personality to help me with being social and boy does it work wonders. That blade that’ll look like it can do the trick NO PROBLEM, my imagination dulls it and states it’s not worth your time or effort. Oh no the loaded guns somewhere around the house NO PROBLEM my imagination sure is great it’s a water gun now and that wouldn’t finish you off. Those pills in the restroom that just sound so appetizing, whelp NOT A PROBLEM, my imagination has played the hero once again and turned them into vitamins take one a day and be on your way. Phew the imagination has a very thankless job it does it all for free and out of kindness to you, would you look at that the family still considers me a terrible waste of space but NO PROBLEM my imagination changed it so blood ties are practically meaningless who cares what they think. Oh my haven’t had any social contact in a while, not even a text or a call NOOO PROBLEM my imagination has already long since been in control of the visual aspects of my life so it shows me messages of love and endearment. Some days I imagine, in fact every day I imagine, but it truly is for the greater good, which means it can’t be bad right???? Well unfortunately everyone else says wrong, but guess what IT’S NOT A PROBLEM I’LL MERELY IMAGINE THEY AGREE WITH ME AND CARRY ON, but fear not there is a silver lining, some days I imagine that I don’t have to imagine anymore, I’m happy, I’ll be sitting outside under a tree enjoying the cool breeze that runs along my face and I smile because for once my imagination cap sits inside and gathering dust.