An escape

I want to dream, i want to dream a lot.
Because in my dreams i am free.
Free from My relations in which i am not a part,
Free from the Faces that i have to wear.

This freedom is too costly, isn't it??

When i want to laugh aloud with my friends,
I want them to go away, if they can't be with me.
When i want to cry as my heart aches,
I want peace , if not comforting shoulders.

I am definitely wanting more, what else could it be?

My heart is bleeding, but i don't feel the pain.
I am numb, with thoughtless mind.
I know something is missing, don't know what it is.
But still this question is in my head.

I am alive, ain't?

I dont want to die nor live like this.
An escape would be better, funny!
Is the coward in me speaking out too loud?
Everyone has a part of it, don't they?

An escape!! Funny, isn't it?