Fantasy

I cannot stop living
In my pure fantasy,
Locked in my selfish mind
Just so you cannot see.

I live in my own world,
As my world is painless.
There is no sad disgust,
Or envy's deathly kiss.

In your world, I suffer.
I crawl and burn and cry.
I'm alone in your world,
And alone, I shall die.

You ask why I don't quit:
"I don't know," I admit.