• As I go about my life
    I can't help thinking that something is missing
    It isn't material
    It isn't an emotion
    But rather something else

    I admit
    I am a bookworm
    I fly from page to page
    But the thing I have noticed most
    Is how pale my life is
    Compared to the written word

    I'd like to be in Tortall
    Fighting alongside Alanna the Lioness
    I'd like to be in Emelan
    Calling storms with Tris
    I'd like to be at Bloors
    Endowed with Charlie, Emma and Olivia
    I'd like to be in Narnia
    With the beasts who can speak their minds

    But unfortunately for me
    It is not my fate to enter the written world
    So I will carry on dreaming
    Thinking about that which is missing
    While my mind wanders in my worlds
    And my being stays firmly put.