There's fairy's in my blood
In the way I feel things
Like the sunlight dancing on my skin
Or the smell of morning dew on fresh grass
The way a bee lands on a flower just right
And the stream water passing through my fingers
Like time

There's humans in my brain
As the shadows creep into the darkest corners of my mind at night
As the hopeless state of the world surrounds me
As the thought of becoming a adult with a dead spirit frightens me
The thought that one day I'll give up poetry and art and dancing in the shower and take up something more reasonable
Like stocks and bonds

My fairy spirit cannot survive in this human world
But I cannot hear this world without my spirit
Whatever shall I do