Fantasy

You paint a pretty picture
It looks so very grand
Nothing about it is real
It is about a fantasy land

The trees are made of cobwebs
Their essence is not real
The flowers are so brilliant
They make  you almost reel

People are not laughing
Their faces are so sad
You know that feelings are missing
Something they never had

Why paint the world in fantasy?
And not make the things clear
Is life so terrible for you?
That you really can not feel

Come and learn to live for now
As we teach you to have fun
Then you will see life differently
A real world to be won

fantasyrhyme

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