Imaginary Friends
Hiding up in his room Mom and dad are at it again All the yelling scares him
Curled up in the corner He covers his ears Going to his own little world
Everything there is perfect Nobody yells or hits He plays with his friends
Nothing can go wrong here Not with his imagination It protects him from the world
They laugh and play together Happiness doesn't seem so far Not with his imaginary friends
They play their little games Cheerful and friendly All smiles all the time
He doesn't want to go back to reality Not with friends like these Not when his real life is so bad
He wishes mommy could come here She would love it too She could meet Ed, Stan, and all the others
If only they could escape together No more dad there to hurt them All they need is his imaginary friends
The Twisted Doll · Thu Aug 10, 2006 @ 08:38pm · 0 Comments |