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I'm living here in this my land of memories and daydreams. I don't want to leave here I feel safe in this little world of my own. Even thought it hurts to see friends that I've lost. Happy times I'll never have again. I remember times when I was younger, out on the playground swings with a friend that was so close to my heart. We were closer then twins back then, talking about random things that made no sense to those who would come over to make fun of us. Now look we have only spoken a small hand full of times in the past three or four years. I sigh as more memories slip by and I reach out and grab one. This one starts to bring tears to my eyes, I was so happy that night. It was a school dance, hanging out with new friends. A slow dance with a boy I was crushing on, tears of happiness by the end. I was falling in love. I let that memory go as more sail by me. Memories of blood and scars, friendships, love, hate, and heartbreak. I start to daydream as all my memories spin around me. I daydream about how I wish everything would have turned out in my life. No blood and scars born from my own hate of myself. Always making new friends but never losing the ones that really know the real me. Finding and falling in love with someone who cares about me and would never let anything hurt me. Never hating those that I loved and never knowing the pain of heartbreak. I guess that's why I live in my little world of memories and daydreams, because reality is all of that and more.