She reads her book to blot out the world
She wants her life to end, though she's still a little girl
Her book lets her escape
Taking her to another place
A place filled with magic
Where nothing is tragic
While she reads she can forget about her troubles
Instead worrying about the characters' struggles
She can ignore the problems in her own life
And temporarily forget her strife
This was me in elementary school. It still is me.
This has been me since 4th grade. Thank you for putting part of my life in such wonderfully expressed words.