Fantasy world

I’m living in a fantasy world…
And want things that either are nonexistent or aren’t available to me…
I’m doing this to myself...
And I don’t know why…
I’m just putting myself through hell.
It gets me through the hard times I guess…
It’s the least I can do for myself really…
Pretending keeps the pain of the real world away…
Don’t get it twisted.
I like facing the pain of the real world…
When I’m strong…
It keeps me grounded
and real.
It shows me that we’re all equal...

Even though I don’t exist in this reality at times…
I know I’m not the only one.