She was lost in her own little world,
Never wanting to come out
To see the real world for what it was.
A place where discretion is highly valued,
To, at least, a certain extent.
If you're gay, it'd rather not be known,
But if it manages to get out,
The whole world will know.
She liked her land of illusions,
Wher she could safely be herself
And there was no one to tell her it was wrong,
Or bad, that she was the way she was.
Obstinately, she refuses to leave her illusions behind.
Whenever someone points out her defiance,
She slams the walls of her world in their face.
She just wants to be left alone to daydream. |