Innermost Thoughts

Another typical emotional ramblings of mine..

Everything'd changed, everyone. It felt so different this year. Moving on to a different phase, a higher stage in life, more obstacles ahead, so close yet so far. People getting provoked into acts of foolishness, duped into temptations, more and more substitutes. We all, perpetually falling for it, blindly. It's almost like our prime time. Being gregarious isn't being flirtacious. Evaluate that. Human race is just lack of cohesion, sadly, but plausible. I'd go bonkers if I live in this sad miserable world any longer. Only if someone* would be kind enough to take my life away. Oh please do it now. I mean NOw.





Before you met me I was a fairy princess
I caught frogs and called them prince
And made myself a queen
And before you knew me I'd traveled 'round the world
And I slept in castles
And fell in love
Because I was taught to dream

I found mayonnaise bottles and poked holes on top
To capture Tinker Bell
And they were just fireflies to the untrained eye
But I could always tell

Cause I believe in fairy tales
And dreamer's dreams
Like bedsheet sails
And I believe in Peter Pan
And miracles, anything I can to get by
And fireflies

Now before I grew up I saw you on a cloud
And I could bless myself in your name
And pat you on your wings
And before I grew up I heard you whisper so loud
Well life is hard and so is love
Child, believe in all these things

I found mayonnaise bottles and poked holes on top
To capture Tinker Bell
And they were just fireflies to the untrained eye
But I could always tell

Cause I believe in fairy tales
And dreamer's dreams
Like bedsheet sails
And I believe in Peter Pan
And miracles, anything I can to get by . . .
And fireflies
And fireflies . . .

Before you met me I was a fairy princess
I caught frogs and called them prince
And made myself a queen
And before you knew me I'd traveled 'round the world
And I slept in castles
And fell in love
Because I was taught to dream

-Fireflies by Faith Hill