Thoughts are so diverse, so vivid in my head,

They run from start to endless point ahead.

Some thoughts are happy, some are sad,

Some give me smile, some make me mad.

I want to live in my favorite thoughts,

Daydreaming I do they make me shout.

I like the false world than this real one,

Their bad events and their cruel turns.

From losing someone to getting defeated and depressed,

I cry, I shout, I laugh and regret.

That's why I like my world of thoughts so much,

Running from society and living in false world.

It makes me so happy and feel so secure,

Because my thoughts hold hope and fight these demons for sure.