Living in a state of freedom
No restrictions or bars to hold me back
A feeling of incomparable power
Like an explosion leaving nothing intact
Living in a state of creativity
Realizing the countless tools I possess
To create scenarios all on my own
Every vision I have…limitless
Living in a state of possibilities
Every imaginable color is attainable
From aquamarine to carnation pink
My thoughts stained colorful
Living in a state of fantasy
Reality is just some concept
A world full of notions and ideas
Fulfilled dreams that are simply kept
Living in a state of reverie
These thoughts that keep me awake
To dream leaves no room to focus
I’ve succumb to its’ spell and it’s too late
