Paranoia

Sometimes i dream that i don't belong where i live, everything seems wrong, forced.
The geography is right, the city is right, but most souls makes me look like i am a fake, a ghost, invisible.
It's not like they don't like me,or that i don't like them, i just can't focus when people speak, my mind goes somewhere else, sometimes i even dream and picture other places to be.

This is a image that comes to my mind very often, i have drawn it during one of those space outs of mine.

I painted it later using Indian ink.
And no i don't need help, i like it when i do this, i have the opportunity to travel to places that doesn't exist in reality, reality is too boring for me.

Then again is just a dream....