My False Reality
There are people in this world
that will lock arms around you
and build a world for you
that is so comforting,
you no longer have to sleep with your knees curled into your chest
You no longer have to shove your heart
in a box so strong that even yourself
cannot access its emotions
There will be people in this world
that think you are not different
and that you are not delusional
There will be people that are like you
And that is just that.
-my false reality
This poem is about:
Me
Our world