Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I'm walking down this road made up of broken dreams and wishes that never came true. I look around for some reassurance but there's no one standing beside me. No one to grab my hand, to tell me it's all going to be alright. I'm just a little lost. I've always been afraid of the dark but I'm starting to believe it's more than that. I fear being alone. I fear being left behind. I fear for those nights like this where it seems likes no one knows I exist. They're all running down their brightly-lit paths or maybe they're holding  flashlights. Beacons of hope and love. Where's my beacon? Where's my light?
Never took the road much less traveled down. Always looked for the easy way out. Look where it's got me. How do you know what the right thing to do is?  I need to find myself a bag of sparkly fairy dust and just fly away from everything. Maybe I'll find Neverland. Don't worry, I'll take you with me. 

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