why am I a concern when I enjoy myself,

Enjoying my own idea of beauty

While selfishly laughed at or scary to the insecure

I get get caught in my daydreamt feeling of luxory

where Noone has the power to guilt trip me into making me their distraction

no babysitting the attention seeking sensitivities

An escape I can see in more then my dreams

let me be free to enjoy my passions

and make our lives a little less controlled