Maybe it was escapist fantasy
Sometimes she wants to run too far and build a house that is surrounded by enthusiasts people. Her house will filled with books and songs, the walls decorated by her quotes. In the morning she will see the sunrise and the tranquil rays that makes her alive. In the evening she will see the sunset and the sound of the waves of the flowing river that makes her free. At night she wants to sing a song made from her story and those enthusiasts will clap and bless her.