A pair of blue hands help up with each finger curled into a different direction. Their nails are painted neon green.


I imagine different stories

Or different plots in my head.

Because sometimes,

Reality is what I dread.

The mundane, the everyday

Seems so boring.

When in my head,

I am a character soaring.

So don’t mind it if sometimes

I prefer to be in my head exploring.

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