My world

I live in a world where only me belong to.
On this world theres no pain or sorrow.
I rule this world all alone
I've painted on the skies a rainbow with thousand colors and all the clouds are multicor indeed.
The birds they are made of soap bubbles and they waft all around.
There's nobody to tell me what to do and when I should,there's nobody to tell me all I do is just so wrong.
Right down the moonlight I see the aurora borealis and its so peaceful then.
There is a melody whispered by the wind and it's a sweet melody makes me so happy.
I've drawn on a book everything I found nice and they all came true...
I've imaginated me a sweet dress and I could go around dressed on it.
I had wings to fly and could see spin around the world and there was so much to be done.
I have in my hands an very old clock and when I think too much time passed I just have to turn time back then I have all the time again.
On top of that montain there is a lonely white wolf and it howl to the moon telling her secrets.
I've imaginated the ground all white and it all turned snowy so there then I could write then your name and the wind stopped to sing,the wolf stoped to howl and moon come by to see without understand anything and yet,understanding everything.
I'm yet to show it to the world where others live,I'm yet to let people in.
Most people would think it's a weird world,but I don't see it like that,I see the place where I find myself,where I feel safe,where I find peace,where I feel home...