Why am I like this?
Why is that I am so drawn to him
he is just...amazing
But it like a I'm a small little fairy
and he is this amazing graceful dragon
But here I am so small and
insignificant
He doesnt even know I exist as he flies
so high
And here I am with a broken wing
but a fairy can dream right?
He is loved and admired by millions
he could never
There are mermaids, and witches, and
even some goddesses
I am just one in this big land of a
valley
I sit on a clover and trying to make my
broken wing fly with my other
I see a spot of light, I want to fly
Fly high
That is my dream
He is living my dream
So when I fail and the sun goes down
I like to look at the starry skies
I wish upon my lucky stars
Tears rolling down my cheeks
Everyone knows
A fairy cant fly with the dragons
Fairies are weird
Rude
Mean people
Different
They say I should just die
What is the point of fairy who can't
even fly
The other fairies say I should just
come down and help them collect berries for food
Or find herbs for medicine
They call me a fool
But even broken I want to be more
I want to use my wings
Soar up high
So the question is....
Will I ever fly...up high....with him?
