I am renowned where I belong,
And its a thousand miles afar.
And its mere seconds away.
I could be where you could see,
But I'll be in a different plane.

I wave my hand
and project structures.
I blink my eyes and
there are towering sculptures.
It's such a temptation to not leave.
But it's a place where I can't be.

Away from the jealousy,
aspiring to be every other person, 
I rule the mere people,
and I am their majesty.

Alone in the real world,
my significance is synonymous
to my mere people.
And I am a random young soul  
finding escape, for I am feeble.

Dreams and lies are a relief to live.
We know its a figment, but still believe. 
And dreams and lies are a high we need,
Because reality and truths are elusive