The Place I belong

This is where I belong...


I always hope that there's another world like Narnia or wonderland that I could be part too. They say that I live in the world of fairytales, but I couldn't see what's wrong with that. If in this world I'm no one, probably in that world that I dream I'm someone. Perhaps in that world I'm the nice one, but that's so impossible. I'll always be the villain who always die at the end.

I'd rather live in fantasy than in reality, because though there's war and tragedy there would always be the happy ending. In reality life's always been unfair. There would always had something beautiful to look after but in reality there's none.

I don't care if fantasy is full of lies at least they are beautiful lies that comforts you and encourage you. Fantasy is the place where I truly belong, where I do not need to pretend. I don't care if they call me insane, who cares this is me. I do believe in fairies, in happy endings, in prince charming and in everything that made up the world of fantasy. The world I belive is the real world.

Where do you belong?