you must not let go of your dream
for it is fragile
and more precious than it seems

from acacia avenue
to evergreen terrace
from the helter skelter
form the days when it was i could do –
to find some shelter

if only
i could straighten out these feelings
i envy those
for whom life
is a one destination road

i have done nothing wrong
but i am always here
propping up the worst case scenario

i am quite capable
though you would not believe it
even though you have seen it

do you remember fairytales?
do you have to grow up?
does the world have to change?