"Veracity"
How I love my little world
Of lies
And pretty butterflies.
That whirl and twirl and swirl
All around me
As I dream away
To another day
Far from my misery.
Oh, how I love my sheltered place,
My haven inside my mind
Where I leave my doubts behind
And escape life's ever-running race.
Who really needs veracity?
I don't want to return
To the real world and learn
How I'll never be free.