my life is a fantasy..
or at least i would like it to be.

i woke up this morning
and looked in the mirror.
something had to be wrong.
just didnt feel right.
you know, how things are supposed to be.

think and go on thinking...
about the things i think i want.
and everything i think i need.

my life is like a jungle.
and my mind is in the midst of all this..
or so i wish i was there,

because i can’t see anything
beyond this thing called ‘ reality’ .
but why cant i see a tree
as not just a tree,
more like a tower
tall and wise.

life is like a game of pool
where skill and intellect
are all that matters
maybe like the art of war,
if you concentrate..
you can see ahead.

or life is like an adventure story...
like indiana jones
and the temple of doom

But i'd rather MY life be like a romance novel,
where i fall in love with my dreams...