Life is an uncanny thing
A mystery ride
Scared of what the future may bring
I’m fine, she lied

The future fills her thoughts
Why does she do this?
Will she get caught?
If she leaves what would she miss?

Her mind wanders constantly
Fantasies keep her sane
Choosing to live vicariously
Through the dreams in her brain

As she downs her wine
She whispers “I’m fine”