I want to disappear into a world all of my own.
A place that I can become that, into which I’ve grown.
Time has transformed me, like a hermit, I need a new shell.
But I’m trapped in the one on my back, I live for those beside me in my living hell.
I want to reappear into a world that I’ve created, grown.
Where my life is mine, all I do and create, I own.
That I transformed over time, my utopia, my heaven upon this earth.
I just hope it doesn’t take death for my long wished rebirth.
