We Lizards run across the street
As we do walk in morning heat
before the humid sun has fallen
we become its prey.
In lace and magic do I walk
among the others, in their smocks
of patterns like the countries
Of diminished , cultured pride.
Walk alongside
the beauty of vacation city
travel in our painted, pretty
Characters and laughs, the witty
Of Walt’s hidden sand.
I know that it's here somewhere.
But we all are stuck on land.
Like lizards all across the street.
We scatter when we hear the feet
of those who up above could give
A
Step and
Crunch !
Our fire dims
And turned
Off is our light
To shadow- dreams.
Bereft, it seems, with that
I give.
I struggle to decide to live
in dischord with my passion
As passioned magic breeds disdain.
My vocal chords
They said enough.
And now they are but silent,
Tough, and glued together
in the rough, the muttled lost of all of us
The Silent Voices of
the labor of
Your Dream Come True.
We live in you.
We give to you
A lasting, hopeful piece of us
With smiles and
With pixie dust
and when the dusk
finds solace in
Our Tourist- Trap
Demand,
Oh, Scramble do the lot of us
as lizards do
To crowded, hot
And empty, gated
placid homes
We try to press "renew."
It isn't through,
It isn’t just .
We’re now
Defective in our lust
for Stars
Cuz we once had enough.
Belief and faith in wishing.
We give to you
what once was ours
That magic.
Oh, cut one more scar
and maybe, if you wish real hard
We’ll bleed for you some magic car.
We only need
A little bit.
Of what we gave.
delighted bliss.
A wish perhaps
If blown a kiss
Our wounds would heal
If with that wish
Return the dreams
We started with.
Like lizards,
Stuck inside a ditch.
We hardly dare to move an inch.
Don’t challenge it.
Keep whole the lie.
We aren't seen.
Until we die.
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