Lovers, who are they?
Friends, where are they?
Parents, how dare they,
Raise us to believe we truly had a chance,
I once believed in a happy world, until about twelve
When I got a real glance
I once believed in love,
Yet never believed in hate
I now believe in neither
What a tragic fate
I thought I had real friends, until I moved away
“Hey Keela, I miss you, when are you coming back,” is all they tend to say
Although it’s funny cause when I try to hit them up
I get a text back saying “I never got your message & you should really keep in touch,”
Yet we can’t forget the parents always howling about “Don’t you dare lie to me”
But when I was six or seven where was the information about this thing called “reality”
A wake up call?
Trust me I’m awake
The world I once believed in was just a mere fantasy
So, all those thoughts that once existed I drowned them in a lake
And even though, I can’t say I was the girl who wanted to be a princess
I had high hopes on the 6 pet dragons I was convinced I’d be raising
But reality kicked in so a lot of my innocent wishes are now slowly decaying
“You have to grow up,” well guess what? I don’t want to
“But you don’t get a choice,” you’re right. So I guess I have too