a dustland fairytale
life isn't like it is in fairytales, my darling.
when I look at you, and I see the smile on your face,
and the dreamy glint in your eye,
I want to tell you. I want to hold you,
protect you, save you from being hurt.
unfortunately, that cannot be,
for it seems like growing up means
being hurt.
you think about me and see someone
who has it all figured it out, and I'm sorry that I
dont.
no home, no family of my own,
the arts still a passion in my spare time.
just hold on, never give up,
and maybe it will all be okay.
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