Every day, my life passes by.

With sorrow and happiness.

With depression and exhilaraion.

But every day I get by,

by going to my own privte getaway.

The place whre I am always happy

when I'm down.

This getaway is filed with muica words,

exciting novels and tuneful sounds.

where I can dance,

and read

and sing along.

My own prite getaway

is the place where I belong