Dear Unfair World

Dear Unfair World,

 

I reside in a deamland

of waving stars and gentle hearts

of willing ears and ignited tongues

of hands reaching towards the cotton candy sky

and grasping onto a cloud

only for fingers to cry

as the mirage gives way

then I step out of the inner workings of my mind

and into the oblivious oblivion

for my naive body

gave my trusting heart to the sky

miles and miles away

while I never left the ground.

 

Signed,

The Girl Who Allowed The World to Fool Her

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