My world

When you hurt me, I'll go away.
I go and I don't care about what you say.
I run over fields and walk trough forests.
I sail over oceans and travel trough mountains.
And at the end of that journey, I’m in a very special place.
A world, only for me.
Nobody knows that world exists.
Because it’s made by me.
Because it’s a made up in my head.
Because that’s where I’ll go.
When it’s my time to leave.