As I lie restless in my bed once again, I imagine a fairytale. A fairytale of where my life makes sense. A fairytale of where my life has purpose. A place where I can be myself without having to worry about the way I look and be someone I'm not just to fit in. A place where I wont have to worry about being left behind because I never will be. A life where I won't have to be afraid to close my eyes and open them just to realize that everything and everyone I have ever loved has left without a doubt in their mind or even a care in the world. Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. But I know that I'll soon have to awake from my fairytale daydream and live my life waiting and wondering for when my knight in shining armour will save me from this frightening nightmare we call reality.