My Imaginary City, Existing only to me. Something I can see, And yet others can not. My Imaginary City, My home away from home, My escape to a place, That I feel I belong, And Respected. Where I can be me. Be imaginary. In my Imaginary City.
Poem 100% by me. (-@AutumnPoems-) Sometimes its just nice to escape to your own imaginary city, escape from your troubles, and be you. Song : Underdog by The Script.
