Under my umbrella

would u be my apocalyptic friend

A lil grl in her pink tutu with faux rabbit ears on her pretty lil head ambling through the crowds. Madonna's voice could be heard in the background..almost a melodic whisper"this used to be my playground, this used to be my childhood dreams, this used to be the place i ran to, whenever i was in need of a friend..."

Nostalgia hits. Transported to a time where, dolls,candies n love was a bound. A free spirited care free life. A time of curiosity and where words cant hurt tht deep. A dust of fairy sprinkles and rainbow land would pop up again.

A woman in a tutu with faux rabbit ear on her pretty head ambling through the crowds. Madonna's voice transcends to her ears.."you're so concerned with how much you get, you waste your time with hate and regret,you're broken.."

Reality hits. Transported to the real world where obstacles, dissapointment and hurt runs amok.
A life where you have to weigh everything and where responsibility is king. Where words hurt deep. A dust of fairy sprinkles n ur in rehab.

posted by shy @ 1:07 AM