Fantasy Finally

I just feel like walking...walking endlessly, never stop walking, walk until I reach someplace else, someplace other than here - someplace other than reality. I can't think - my mind always goes to one thing, one person. I'm driving myself insane. Why I can't I live in another reality, one where strife is based on some other emotion...just not this one. Why can't I be whisked away into Fantasy, some place without the present. Somewhere where my mind is at ease, where I dont' spend every waking hour wondering, thinking, hoping. Why can't I be stronger? Why can't I be unique? Why do I have to be normal? Why can't I fly? Why can't I be swift? Why do I have to be me? What's so great about being me? Nothing ever seems to work out if your me. If you ever had to choose to be someone, don't pick me. I choose the short straw no matter what I do. I just need peace - not quiet, but peace. Give me peace. Let me lay back, absorb the air, the sun, the company, let me day dream of happy things. Give me peace of mind. This doesn't mean I want to forget or stop feeling - not by any means. I just want to be able to be happy and peaceful. I dont' want my stomach turning into knots anymore when my mind wanders, I don't want to think about what I had planned and can't do anymore. I should've been myself. If I was myself none of this would've happened. I would have peace of mind. Give me peace.