somewhere between reality and frilly dresses

I turn into a pumpkin at midnight
I always lost my shoe
I never get my matches sold
and as an invicible child
I am fading too

If I only even would have a poisoned apple
or hundred years of sleep
Atleast I have a rabbit hole
but they tell me there is no rabbit inside

You cannot turn an unicorn into a horse
even though you can lock it away

unless you burn the stable.

-FreakyAngel