Daydreaming
Entire universes contained within my mind,
Looking to me for guidance.
Full of mystery and magic,
They lure me from reality.
Never bored,
But always distracted from those around me.
Reading and writing were always my things,
But trying to focus on math and science
When I had worlds of interesting things
Was torture.
Daydreaming is my favorite thing,
Yet those around me think
I’m weird
Or
That I don’t like them.
How do I balance the world I’m forced to be in
And the worlds I want to live in?