In a corner
on the floor.
Am I real?
Tell me more.
My mom is here,
but no, she’s gone.
I know she died.
It feels so wrong.
I’m dressed in white,
my arms are tied.
I know the truth.
They say I’ve lied.
That I am not
the chosen one.
No vampires fought.
No battles won.
A life created
in my mind.
I must believe,
they seem so kind.
My friends aren’t real.
My sister’s fake.
Destroy them all
and then I’ll wake.
My mom and dad
will take me home.
But she is dead
and he is gone.
Believe in you,
she says to me,
and as I go
her face I see.
I choose my world,
fake sis and friends.
Full of vamps
to fight again.
And if it’s not reality,
real or not,
I think it’s me.