Fairytalish Dreams
I'm angry,
I'm sad.
I'm sorry I'm mad.
Life is so contradicting
Constantly goes round and round
Should it tilt from it's axal
Mother nature's sweetness
No more
Shall it be a lullaby sound
Just as we the people
We all know this
So let's pretend
Think of yourself
"the World"
You are the world
Spinning on this axal
That which keeps
the circle of life flowing
Suddenly a meteor
Slams you back
In Black
Off Mother Nature's track
Or at least, you know...
The one you envisioned
when you were a little girl.
Sadly only to wake up
and realize
You're no longer
Living the way God intended
it to be.
Or at least the one
I thought he would be.
For me, my hero-
But those were all just
fairytalish dreams.
As so it just seems
Wgat happened to the world?
What happened to ...
"There can be miracles when you believe."
Then I wonder why
Why did I ever believe
Could I not e a
Lost soul starving to succeed.
Stead all I do
Is wake up to this reality
Whishing time could go back
So easy and carefree it was
To be a child with a dream.
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