I can’t lie, I am a daydreamer — someone who loves the realm of the imagination, which is a place that’s unfortunately often seen as being the getaway of people deemed as being alienated. But artists know, writers know.
A World Of Alienation I live all alone In a world that’s filled With mysteries, of wonders And of complete alienation, In a space where my imagination Builds all these fictitious realms That inhibit fallacious minds That drone into other spaces Like the shenanigans Like all the doers And the sarbacane That poison the life Of a character of mine And where my imaginarium Solely fly to abide.
