here I go, to wonderland
off in my sleep, with wings of silk and satin
I can fly high above the clouds
where time no longer exists and I am free from the burdens of the past
the darkness fades as I transcend to light
a flicker of a thought, a past, hopes of the future
blow away with the flutter of my wings
for I am free for the moment in my fantasy
the wonderland takes me in its arms,
sweeps me up to the shimmering, unknown atmosphere
where I wander the translucent pathways of my mind

I could close my eyes and believe,
That I am someone else,
captivating, lovely, maybe even yours,
But tonight I feel myself, alone, tortured,
but on this night, it's different,
the silence is reflective,
and although I wish I were someone else,
or perhaps with someone else, somewhere else,
I can acknowledge the flaws which are reflected in the dark,
introspected a thousand times,
like a tiny mirror in my brain,
excuse me while tonight I ramble, go insane

You wrote that poem for me, didn't you?
That one about missing me, wanting what we once were, our friendship sinking,
Did you finally realize I care more than you know?
I feel more than my face can show?
I cry on the inside more than I want, and you need me like you once said?
I taught you how to let your wounds bleed on the page,
That intuitive way where I show you my scars, and you show me yours
You wrote it all down, for me on a page
You wrote that poem for me, didn't you?
I thought so, the way my eyes hesitated but my soul whispered "yes"

Of all the books in the world
you are my favorite story.
with words that make me cry,
but only from beauty and discovered truths,
the lines which make me move,
haunt me like ghosts in my memory,
I once knew you,
We could talk but it would ruin the mystery,
I isolate myself still,
into the silence,
where I read my favorite story

Her eyes shift down to the floor
everyone in the room is cold
but she chooses to isolate herself, she chooses
for she does not know any other way to cope
with the unfamiliar who used to be friendly
the deep thoughts which once existed appear shallow on the surface of conversation
while they pretend to care
she pretends to forget
but her eyes!
her eyes will tell them other wise!
They are insecure
even when she is sure
that she would forget the secrets of everyone
and her eyes
her eyes
the thoughts to her soul, shifting, making everyone realize
she is nobody
if it weren't for her eyes

What are you supposed to do
when you miss someone who forgot you?
you're a face in the space of a magazine
a girl in the midst of a cloudy dream

what are you supposed to say
when you love someone who just won't stay?
you're a stream filled with heartless tears
a girl who hasn't been held in years

how are you supposed to deal
when you care for someone who doesn't care how you feel?
you're an abandoned swing alone in the wind
a ******* the edge of a swaying rim

hold my hand, be my friend
keep my secrets, understand
why is it she is willing to be everything
when her closest act like nothing to her at all
how come the fallen are the first to catch us when we fall?

Broken promises are just hopes that don't work out
tear you down, make you frown, make you pout
they are the end to a relationship, the final "we're through"
Almost but never saying "I love you" or even "I do"
Like the baby bird which lifts off the ground, but can't fly
Like the child on his bed asking god "Why?"
One side just learns from the mistake, the other wants to die
Feeling so low, when the hopes were so high
Makes you sink, makes you wish unrealistically, letting you down
setting you up for another broken promise