What if I was a Wizard? Hmmmm?
With the power to provide for all the people of Oz?
Give a brain to the clueless
Give a heart to the numb
Give courage to the terrified
Give clarity to the lost
To any wizard, this would be nothing
And that's the thing
I am not a Wizard
I wasn't meant to be here
In this place of wonder
In this impossible reality
I swear I heard the story a thousand times
I know you've heard this cliche at least once
Then what am I doing here?
Why stay here?
Why live this lie?
Swept off my feet into the air
Into the path drawn by young minds
It was an accident
I promise
You needed someone who could do anything
Fight for the good
Be Great and Powerful
Invincible if that's your thing
But I can't do such things
Just a circus con-man with a projector
I'm sorry that you came all this way for a mechanical tool
I want to go home
Before we depart, think.
Why would the wisest man beg for a brain?
Should the one who would kill for a heart be the one drowning in tears?
And a fearless creature do anything for courage?
So what am I doing here?
I'm clearly not needed
Friends, don't be fooled by superiority
That's the most knowledge I feel needs to be provided
I'm sorry
It was an accident
I promise
But like many people who seek the wizard
I want to go home
