Are you the queen of hearts
A human filled with anger at everything and more so herself
One who disposes those who makes mistakes
Much like herself
Just so she knows no one will ever try to hurt her
But she’s already doin that

Are you the white rabbit
Who constantly checks the clock in their hand
Tick tock tick tock
Soothing the fear filled heart
Must not be late
Must never be late
And runs away from the real world
Where the party awaits

Or are you the Mad Hatter
One who gets high of his poison
The thing he says keeps the sadness away
That sanity is outdated and overrated
After the mad kinda people are the best to befriend

Well, by now, you should probably know that if you labeled yourself as a character from a fantasy world
You are already mad.

For I'll give you a Cheshire grin
Twisting words like vines
To make you think of me as friend or foe
And disappear within the background
Never letting you see past my facade
My smirk the last thing you’ll see from me

But truly dear children
We are all Alice
Lost in her mind and her soul
Falling through the looking glass for our vanity made us try to look the part
Try and label ourselves and everyone else: Queen, coward, addict, puppeteer

If that's your wish
I won't impose on your story
Your little wonderland
But know it was you who made your title