I’m questioning my sanity
The unicorn in the bathroom
Isn’t giving me a sense of reality.
Pixies are flying around my head
As I’m reading bedtime stories
To the monsters under my bed.
I asked Peter to fly me to Neverland
But I fell down the rabbit hole,
And became a lost girl in wonderland.
A shapeshifter without a host
Or about as transparent
As a friendly ghost.
I put the looney in tunes
My life is like road runner,
Or a set of cat & mouse cartoons.
I’m drinking with the grim reaper
He’s the life of the party,
We’re different types of creatures.
I’ll never be a fairy and fly free
But I’ll always be this strange,
So who wants to be like me.
K
nice
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Thank you x
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Being you makes you the great person you are… Don’t knock it x
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Haha Aww thank you xx
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Always ☺😘
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The Grim Reaper, milady, is a good friend. Always
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Haha of course xx
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I really like the escapist imagery in this piece and I especially love the lines “I’m drinking with the grim reaper/He’s the life of the party”.
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Aww thank you lovely xc
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