By Elijah Roper
I am in my own dimension
I wonder how people make such good drawings
I hear everyone’s heart beat.
I see bursts of energy in myself.
I want world peace for everyone.
I am in my own dimension.
I pretend to play shaman king.
I feel cold inside because the world holds sadness.
I touch fire and it does not burn me.
I worry that I won’t be able to have fun.
I cry when I think about my dad.
I am in my own dimension.
I understand no one is perfect.
I say it’s this but no one believes me.
I dream I am with my father.
I try to be funny and cool.
I hope to fit in.
I am in my own dimension.