Analysis of MICROWORLD BOY

I used to be a micro world boy
I used to dream of my own universe,
Inside the small hole in my bedroom wall
Where the sky is filled with flying dragons,
And they spits fire through the horizon
Where gorgeous mermaids used to sing-
Me lullaby
I've made grand fortresses on the cliffs
I used to talk with lions and wolves
Those places were peaceful and meditative
There were no humans
Everything seemed to be heavenly
And I dreamt all of these inside that hole-
On my bedroom wall