She heard \'reality could drill into a fantasy\'
Panicked, and dashed to have walls built around her dream.
Will her mind ever return to face?
Take responsibility, stop acting like a child?
Maturity shown only through pride,
Yes, m\'lady, the others you outshine.
They all panic, she\'s about to sink,
Yet she asks the why\'s and what\'s,
Trying to obey her sense, suprise the rest.
She hasn\'t heard the song,
Isn\'t aware she\'s blocking her own ways,
Despite her complains of delays.
About to burst, the words about to flow
She had never thought before,
Why the lies, and why the goodbyes?
Why can\'t she believe her own eyes?
Isn\'t it plain to see?
Maturity would never be her destiny.