Maladaptive

I slip into other places
Different scenes and different faces
Imaginary worlds and races
All existing in my mind
I move into a dream state
Where no-one is ever late
And where I never have to wait
Or fall behind

Adventures call to me
Triumphs set me free
They are the key....

It may be maladaptive (daydreaming)
But those Worlds are so attractive
They hold me captive
In a rapture

I have many a persona
Have been called a weird loner
Prefer to dream than be a moaner
Ensconced inside my brain
There's emotion, there is hope
It's how I find I cope
I rarely ever mope
As my mind whirls.

Whirlwinds surround
With plots abound
And villains around
In a movie inside my head

It may be maladaptive (daydreaming)
But those Worlds are so attractive
They hold me captive
In a rapture

Stories of a life in mind
Keep me marching on, in kind
Make mistakes? I hit Rewind
All the answers I can find.

It may be maladaptive (daydreaming)
But those Worlds are so attractive
They hold me captive
In a rapture

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