They say life isn't a colorful fairy tale,
It is so full of dirt and way too pale.
Life is not full of mirth and joy,
It is not very beautiful and doesn't always coy.
But me, I'm always in my own dreamy land,
Where things turn perfect with a touch of my magic wand.
It is a graceful little pompous place,
Where things go on at a soothingly slow pace.
In my world, its always spring filled with flowers,
And I never get tired wandering in it for hours.
In my world, no fights for power or riches are seen,
As there is no place for the greedy and the mean.
Here, millions of people are not lain,
With endless screaming, suffering and pain.
There is no blood shed, no wars waged,
There are no masters, no slaves and no prisoners caged.
Here, there is no need to lie,
Nor is there a need to get sly.
There is no violence, chaos or commotion,
All that is here is unlimited freedom, love and passion!!!
It is so full of dirt and way too pale.
Life is not full of mirth and joy,
It is not very beautiful and doesn't always coy.
But me, I'm always in my own dreamy land,
Where things turn perfect with a touch of my magic wand.
It is a graceful little pompous place,
Where things go on at a soothingly slow pace.
In my world, its always spring filled with flowers,
And I never get tired wandering in it for hours.
In my world, no fights for power or riches are seen,
As there is no place for the greedy and the mean.
Here, millions of people are not lain,
With endless screaming, suffering and pain.
There is no blood shed, no wars waged,
There are no masters, no slaves and no prisoners caged.
Here, there is no need to lie,
Nor is there a need to get sly.
There is no violence, chaos or commotion,
All that is here is unlimited freedom, love and passion!!!
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