I flee from reality,
To a land,
Where although not everyone is happy,
I am.
I steal from the pages,
Bound in a leather cage,
Happiness,
In a selfish,
Unforgivable way.
To a land,
Where although not everyone is happy,
I am.
I steal from the pages,
Bound in a leather cage,
Happiness,
In a selfish,
Unforgivable way.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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