A Place My Own

Just a quick poem I whipped up...

Sometimes I wish

I could escape;

I wish to travel far.

 

To have a world,

A place, my own

To dream,

A realm bizarre.

 

I wish to fly,

I wish to soar,

To look down on the clouds.

 

And maybe then,

Somehow I’ll see,

The truth,

That life surrounds.

 

Like Alice,

In her wonderland;

Like Peter Pan,

In Neverland.

 

I wish to have,

A place, my own,

I wish a place,

To call my home.

Author's Note

Thoughts? Is it good?