The queen of hearts
And a talking cat
Who has ever heard of that
She was not sane inside her brain
You have the mad hatter to thank for that
The pain I felt was just so grand
Because your my twisted wonderland
There were some pills of many kinds
And drinks that were oh so Devine
But you see this girl was in fact not me
But who I am supposed to be
So I'll drink the drinks and take the pills
For that is not against my will
So come in side and you will see
The girl that I'm supposed to be
Not the girl you will see soon
But the one who seems to be a loon
For the pain she had was not quite real
But it was what she wanted to feel.
So come inside and you will see
That the wonderland was in fact inside of me.
- A poem(?) by me (Imy) at 10:20pm
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PoetryAnd if you don't Like me, as I do you; I understand. Because who would Really choose A daisy, in a field Of roses?
