I have something good.
I have something to lose.
I'm afraid to put it into words.
If it crumbles, I'll reread the words
over
and over
and over again.

my heart beats fast & my hands shake
i should have stayed at home today
i try to escape my own mind
tug at my clothes & count the time
i can't sit still but i can't move
my mascara runs more than i do

Vast unknown vistas,
Take me to where my dream's dwell.

Rolling prairies and shaded groves!
Where the warm flowers welcome me home.

Frolic and joy paint my expression
Of this dream, elusive!

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Stepping softly, I wish to find
An iron passage of ancient time!

Here I can go forth into fantasy,
enormous and sincere!

Lean the trees of old
Magic and lore they ever behold!

Lord I wish to find
A dream of Elven-kind!

Where the wind speaks
whispered fables of yore!

Oh, how you flush me with flutters!
What is beyond that rolling hill..
Venture forth, I must!

you know
when you sing
to the stormy grey waters below
there is a drawn-out moment
in which you wonder
where you really are

I know what it feels
to be inlove
with a boy
who won't notice you

and you'll do everything
for them
but you know
that you're just
a fan