Fairy tales
Fairy tales are the fuel for my mind
Oh how I cherished the pages they lined
But I’m supposed to be grown up and mature now
But no matter how hard I try I can’t figure out how
For there are no castles to be found
No princess to keep safe and sound
There is no happy ending
Just people who need mending
Happiness doesn’t line the pages of reality
People come and go with a sense of finality
Whether it’s fairies, mad hatters or Captain Hook
I can’t quite grasp that they’re just a book
I want to go to Neverland and never grow old
But every day “grow up” is what I’m told
I long for those childhood dreams to come true
But it seems I’ll have to change change my point of view
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