The Mall

The mall is my escape
Not from pain,
Because it only creates more,
Not from tears,
Because it brings back the memories
Of endless hours spent crying over you.

The mall is my escape
Because it saves me from the world.
I leave what's known as earth
And travel to my own land
Where I sort through my problems
And get the fixable ones fixed.

The mall is my escape.
It inspires me to write,
By showing me what I could have,
What I want.
It gives me a goal,
It gives me motivation,
It inspires me to live.

A/N: Don't ask how. Just don't ask.