tale

sing to me the song
that i have missed for so long
sing to me about the story
of the life
that i dream of
to belong

tell me stories
that i never thought could exist
of the fantasy
that in fairytales
that people believe

make me fly
past the oceans
and seas

make me melt
in the soft cool breeze

fill me with warmth
it a hot comfy snuggle
and an occasional squeeze

make me believe
that fairytales do exist

bring me away from the solace i seek
within the silver-blue crystal ball
in that some peace
i find
it seems

like a moth to a flame
like a fish to a lure
like a bird seeks freedom
i wish to end this pain

like a little toy soldier
i stand tall
with a slight smile
theres nothing i can do
for it probably would be in vain