She never felt she belonged
So read and tried to pretend
She buried herself in a book
Where she could drift
‘Till she was beckoned

Her heart aligned to the character
She felt their pride and pain
Her queen of snow and winter
After she closed the pages
her mind remained

She created worlds in her head
Imagination was her best friend
At night she’d Lie in bed
To a whole different world
In which she’d ascend