Imagination

You're sitting in my brain all time,
playing with my thoughts a game.
You're ruler 'bout the thoughts I think,
not letting any other boy into my brain.
In school it's difficult to concentrate
on what the teachers say
and if they ask me anything
I'm anywhere far far away...

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