Not Here

I wish I could disappear and not be here, hiding from the outside world not having to face the truth. Me wishing and wishing to be able to not see or hear anything other than the music that's being played to my ears. Nothing more or nothing less, I wish my family would forget about me and not bother with me. I wish I could fly in the air and play in the clouds by myself or fly with the birds. Then when night comes I will fly as high as I can to watch the stars and moon and not worry about people seeing me because I will be in my own world thinking that I'm not here.