There’s something so otherworldly

about listening to music and detaching.

Watching conversations

And laughter,

But I’m not there.

I’m in my own world,

Seperate to theirs,

Floating away.

Smiles I see,

But don’t understand,

Lips move,

If only I could hear.

The music pounding in my chest,

Beats and lyrics creating a space,

Where I can be free.

Oh it’s so amazing here,

I love it so much.

All outside worlds only difting in like whispers on the wind.

Magic and pain,

And heartbreak and fame.

All me,

All mine.

Reality is not for me and-

“Hey, delphinium, what do you think?”

My world leaves me, never to return.

“Huh?”