once upon a time a young girl started running.
With running came lying.
With lying came a whole new life.
They young girl has another world just for her in her head, It is much like reality but it is twisted where she could control everything.
what she looked like.
what she heard and saw.
what she did.
what everyone else did.
She was an author of her own story, Only she read the story. If anyone else tried they would not be able to understand at all.
She would be the only one who could ever understand, after all she was the author was she not?
Fantasy and reality slipped away from the girl all together as she faded in and of what they called "society"
1 comment:
Beautiful first few lines! A poem filled with emotional drama!
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