You’ll never know what it’s like until you step into my shoes.
And even then, you’ll be left without a clue.
What I feel is something no one will understand,
Because you, my friend, have latched onto your assumptions.
I fall each day, into a place I call My Wonderland.
Being Alice, I explore it all, with my toes mingling with the sand.
The era is new, divergent and wild,
The age you lived in, has long gone by.
Most atrocities you warn me of,
Don’t apply to the world of today.
I’m much smarter now, savvy too.
So you must stop baby-ing me without further ado.
I’d like to make my own mistakes,
Like, falling down a rabbit hole held very high stakes.
But I’d do it over again,
Disregarding your disdain.
For I have a thirst, unquenchable as ever.
And you are all but a bond, I am willing to sever.
You may go about telling me,
This is not Wonderland and you are not Alice.
But I speak for every smothered Alice,
Leave us be.
We shall make our own destiny.
A little push in the right direction is all we asked from you,
Not to carry us all the way through.
I suggest you quit your unintended malice.
Signing off, yours truly, Alice.
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Encrypted Anthology #wattys2016
PoetryI dabble with words and come up with poems. Sometimes they're not poems per se, but you get the gist right? Here are a couple I've written. I'm also entering this for The Wattys 2016. Would love your feedback, guys :D
