There is a little person
Sleeping inside me
Whaaaaaaat?
It’s not what you think hahaha
It’s the child within
That longs to be a giant
It’s the volcano that has long been dormant
It’s the flickering flame
Waiting to be stoked
It’s the laughter that got caught
In one’s throat
The years fly
Time goes by
The little person dies a little bit inside
She’s no fairy tale princess
Who needs true love’s kiss
Because the spell she’s under
Can’t be broken by a lover
She has to listen closely to the voice
inside her
Though it may be softer
than a whisper
Saying
“Wake up…
Open your eyes and see
It is not too late
To be all that you want
and everything you’re meant to be”
