Made up

If you said it would play out this way 

Then my mind must be lost 

I would rather take the high road

Where fantasies exist 

In glass clouds and fairy powder 

Laced with fireflies and gum drops

Mountains of Coconut dust lay scattered alI along the streets of valentine avenue

How far am I going?  

Somebody please shake this snow globe 

Let my pieces fly up in disarray and settle wherever they fall

My heart fails to keep itself whole

Please

I 

don't want to be a part 

Of this 

Take me  

in this 

game 

of 

love