It’s out of my reach,
Out of my grasp.
Reality, everytime I reach,
A bubble of fantasy closes the gap.
Why can’t I pop it?
No matter how hard I try.
Stuck in my bubble I just sit,
Watching reality as plain as watching the sky.
Wishing I was there,
Being a normal teenager.
Going on dates here and there,
Not stuck in a bubble of fantasy.
Wishing my life away in here.
Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 10:30 PM UTC
It’s out of my reach,
Out of my grasp.
Reality, everytime I reach,
A bubble of fantasy closes the gap.
Why can’t I pop it?
No matter how hard I try.
Stuck in my bubble I just sit,
Watching reality as plain as watching the sky.
Wishing I was there,
Being a normal teenager.
Going on dates here and there,
Not stuck in a bubble of fantasy.
Wishing my life away in here.
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