My whole world is her?

I feel lonely,

in this world of creatures.

I feel threatened and unsafe,

in this world of sweet Hunters.

I feel tired,

in this mechanical world.

I feel like enjoying

but this boring world does not allow.

I want to be carefree 

but this irresponsible world does not permit.

I want a hopeful beam of light 

but this dull world does not have one.

I feel like leaving,

leaving behind,

this pleasing world of dark venom

but that sweetened smile,

making my mother blush,

hinders my thought. 

Because I am confused....

whether she is my world? Or

My whole world is her?