I sit ignoring
The constant
Pit-pat
Tip-tapping
I drowned your voice and their whispers
In my rounded eyes I read
The letters, the words, sprawled and scripted
The loops and curls of simple letters
They wrap and twirl
Distorting my world
You no longer lecture and they no longer be
For I am not there, you don't see what I see.
In a land far far away
Painted faces and crumbling castles
Oh, if only i could stay
Without all the bumps and hassles
Of the true world, the one we know.
For reality couldn't and can't be
As beautiful as the words across my page
The page that I read.
