When I was younger I used to dream,
about things that weren't all as they seemed.
Where rain would dance and wind would speak,
and sing a lullaby so soft, so sweet.
But as I drifted off to sleep,
I would go into a world that is unknown,
a world of my own,
a world called,
Wonder Land.
Now, this world had everything you could think of,
it had everything that you seem to love,
Even though you may think they have kind souls,
It's a trick darling.
You've fallen
o
w
n the rabbit hole.
Chapter Two
I'm sorry
( To my best friend for life R.I.P. Orrie I love you)
Tell me, what was really on your mind that night?
I have so many questions to ask.
Was there anything I could've done to make you see the light?
I wish I would've been there like you were for me,
but I was to blind with rage to see.
I said a lot if things I didn't mean,
but you didn't need to lie to me.
I miss you, I love you, and I want you to know,
that I never wanted to let you go.
That night I walked in you were covered in red,
you shot yourself...
You were almost gone...
Almost dead...
I held on to you the very last seconds of your life,
I cried you did too.
And your very last words to me were,
"It's not your fault, I love you."
So, please, tell me what was really on your mind that night?
I would love to know.
Chapter Three
Secrets
I want to let you guys in on a couple secrets,
but only of you promise you can keep it.
This is all one hundred percent real.
Secret that's always been kept sealed.
I'm always scared of being alone.
I still get scared when I'm far from home.
Sometimes I feel like I act like a little girl.
I still sleep with a stuffed bear just because the one I loved,
and lost all at once gave me that bear and then went to the sky above.
Yes, I know I'm pathetic.
And what I said to him,
I regret it.
I've lied about being happy quite a lot,
but to tell you the truth I feel like I want to be caught.
That's another thing I regret,
Always wanting to look perfect.
Here's a tip don't spend all your time looking in the mirror.
If you do it for too long you'll start to see the monsters appear.
They'll start out harmless,
at first, you may not even notice,
Them scratching at the walls of your brain.
Saying things about you that will drive you insane.
And the worst part about it?
The monsters aren't real at all...
There all in your head it's not them, it's you, making sure you fall.
But don't listen to them because all the words they speak are wrong.
You are not worthless, you are not hated.
So please continue to write your beautiful song.
Called life.
