Sunday, May 10, 2009

My Fairy Tale

This morning I plan to take
The daily bus on daily route
Instead I woke up late and begins the day,
With one weird dream.

It all went downhill
But downhill it really isn’t
For this is the time
When something actually went right

Is this what it is?
Is this the wish on the shooting star?
Are you my dream turning reality?

But what if it’s not?
What if it’s another dream?
Couldn’t pinch myself,
Afraid to get up
This is real?
Is this real?
What is the truth?
Or it’s a child’s game came true
Nothing but a fairy tale

I ran fast, ducked and spun
Where am I heading?
Seeing if it’s real or not?
Who do I kid?
This is nothing but something weird
I need to get out of this painful hope.

Couldn’t be happy because I’m scared
Couldn’t focus because I think
I’m losing it, I had to stop.
This isn’t a dream,
This is real,
It’s my reality
It’s my fairy tale.

Erase what I just said
It’s not just a dream
I could even slap myself
Ran around crazily
I could feel, I wouldn’t escape
This is real, yes, it’s real
This is the truth
Not just any game
This is it, my own fairy tale.

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