Books
When I read books, I am no longer in my
Room with my bed underneath me. I could
Be in a distant land, fighting villains or
Finding cures for world illnesses.
Books help my self esteem, picking it up
After a big fall and cradling me in
Their soft pages. I smell the air of the
Dessert and I have not even left my house.
I can have thanksgiving dinner on
The night of Halloween. I can walk around
The world or be the popular kid in class.
Books may eventually become my
Downfall because sometime I may not
Want to return to the real world where
My problems surround me like a
Boa constrictor, choking all my
Thoughts and feelings out of myself
And absorbing them, keeping them
Forever hidden.