I transport myself
into a world that is a figment of my imagination
an irreplaceable destination
where I go to live vicariously through people
that don't even exist
but I still wish I was them
and I wish that their world was mine
and my world was nothing but a bad dream
being torn apart at every seam
but unfortunately that's not true
because in my world
there's no fine line
between what's real
and what we try to conceal