Maybe I hoped a little too much, Maybe my world was not cut off for the reality check, Maybe I watched too many cartoons, And listened to a lot of fairytales, Hah! I actually started believing in magic, funny huh?! And I tried searching for that spell, That would make my life blissful, I kept searching for that pixie dust, Which could make my life shinier, I kept searching for that palate, From which I could chose pretty colors, To add to my blue life, Oh silly me! I'm in the real world! I have no time to get caught up in my dreams, Time to wake up, you foolish girl! A perfect ending exist just in fairytales! BUT IN THIS WORLD NOT EVERYONE HAS A CHANCE. NOT EVERYONE WILL GET TO BE ON THE CENTER STAGE. NOT EVERYONE GETS TO BE ANYTHING THEY WANT.
Oh wait this poetry is not done with, I won't pull the curtains down, not yet, Dont tell me you really believed the harsh "un-reality" , Trust me that's just the facade of faulty lies, Led out by the witches to crush our happy selves, The truth is actually pretty simple, YOU CAN BE WHAT YOU WANT IF YOU BELIEVE IN YOURSELF! YOU CAN STEAL THE SPOTLIGHT IF "YOU" DIRECT "YOUR" MOVIE! YOU ALWAYS HAVE A CHANCE AS LONG AS YOU DON'T GIVE UP! You don't have to search for the pixie dust to brighten your life, You were born with a sparkle, That shines as long as you believe in "you", You don't have to search for the colors elsewhere, They are hidden underneath the blue, Let them shine like a rainbow in the blue sky, And dear, there's no need to go on a quest for the magic, Cause YOU ARE THE MAGIC AND YOU ARE THE MAGICIAN, And there shan't be an end to your story, Let your magic be led on forevermore! -R.R