Wonderland
August 1, 2013 § Leave a comment
What is real?
What is pretend?
These feelings escape me
For you my friend
Stumbling Fumbling Inside Out
HERE I STAND
All alone, on my own
IN WONDERLAND
I’m getting on, getting by
Spinning Twirling Glowing
Finding myself
Upside down, right side in
Tick Tock Tick Tock
This is the time … where I survive
Not sister daughter mother wife
Time for me … to come alive
I know this is real
I know this is pretend
But will you be here
In the end my friend?
For I found myself
Twisting Turning Gliding High
Crashing in Wonderland
To reach the sky
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