THE WORLD THAT ISN'T

Expectations are an illusion,

That fog the cruelty of reality

And when that illusion shatters

I feel disappointment burn a hole inside of me;

So I have learned to not expect, 

I have created my own reality

In a world distant, parallel to the one that is

Existing in the vast spans of my mind

The most sacred place in the world,

And I must not let anyone in

To taint my image of perfection, my mind

It is where I am king, 

It is where there can be no wrong

It is where perfection thrives

It is where reality dare not enter

It is where my mind is the most powerful

It is where I go when I escape reality

It is what I seek, yet it is what I cannot find;

Just watching it in my head fills me

With an uncontainable surge of joy;

But what use is sitting idly, refusing

To introduce perfection to reality

I must go out, and attempt to merge 

The perfection of my mind, with the reality of the world

For that is the power of my dream, my mind

And the world must see it;

Yes I dream with my eyes wide open

And they call me insane

But what do they know?

It’s the best time of my life

Waiting to meet reality...