Escape...

What is written within these pages
Takes me to euphoric places
Whether I read or write
Its me who is escaping
It's hard for me to smile
I normally withdraw and hide
I'm just a teenager with doubt
But these stories help me out
There's good guys, there's villains
Reading all night, I'll not be imprisoned
There's broken hearts and love
This is why kids want to grow up?
Lying here dreaming of another world
A paper cut is better than a nail file
My heart is still telling me to learn
As long as there's paper, I'll still have words
And with these words my body is free, along with my mind...