Myself Poem by Laura arwen

Sometimes I have
many regrets on
living my life
and some other
time I do
not have any
I can't be
realistic because dreams
and fantasy are
the only thing
I know and
I aspire to
have them forever
Sometimes the night
is a disturbing
nightmares for me
I love adore
and want to
live in the
world of dreams
because there I'm
happy and satisfied
with my life
For me the
future is unknown
Everyday I complain
about something
I love doing
nothing
I feel uncomfortable
and feel a
certain revulsion among
the people and
for the order
I'm a good
person but I
cannot get excited
in doing things
I'm destroying my
life to be
able to dream
of an innocent
and imaginative world
I feel enthusiasm
only buy and
read books
I'm sure to
pass my entire
life alone
I'm special and
I want to be
it so much