Wondering,
have I given up dreaming?
Come down from the ceiling,
I won´t do that again.
Thinking
my misspent history
mistakes to teach me,
I won´t do that again.
Dreams I kept as a child
kept me quiet and hypnotized.
Cooked away my valentines,
serve myself up every night.
Couldn´t see me for the trees
and all that hallmark poetry.
I am not the girl I used to be.
Wondering,
have I given up dreaming?
Com down from the ceiling,
I won´t do that again.
Thinking,
my misspent history,
mistakes to teach me,
I won´t do that again.
Trying to break the family ties,
chocolate heart and tacky lies,
heard a thousand creepy lines
and I believe them every time
so I beg to disagree.
Love´s not taking all of me,
I am not the girl I used to be.
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