Alice Vs Dorthy
Alice wasn't the only one to wake up to a wonderland.
I find myself walking through scenes miss construed with illusions , wanting to believe but I still cant understand.
making plans at tea parties with close friends but together we could never follow through.
most of the time I would notice mistakes made because I didn't take my time when it seemed like time was always on the move.
rather then eating something that could define my size ,I would find myself belittling myself with thoughts of a broken heart shrinking all appetites.
if only I could click my heels together three times with a thought that "there's no place like home" .
to imagine if every time you lost your way in life there would always be a yellow brick road.
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