the emerald green

reflected in my eyes does not tell stories.

the grey stripes

of a cat black and white does not tell lies.

the hunger

growling deep down does not keep quiet.

the sleep

crawling up close behind does not ask permission.

the voice

I know is not a fairytale sings silently the words I need

the voice

I know is not a fairytale makes sure to pronounce so I understand

the voice

I know is not a fairytale makes me sing without asking

I sing to you

as you sing to me

I sing for you

as you sing for me

My feet feel like walking

My hands feel like playing

My voice feels like whispering

The voice I know is not a fairytale,

tell me more

universes together

I look forward to seeing the sun
I look forward to seeing what all I'll become

I look forward to looking in to the sun,
even further
even closer

I look forward to all I'll become
I look forward to seeing what all I've done


I see wings of a butterfly right in front of my eyes
golden lines
and yellow light


I look forward into the sun

I look forward to seeing the sun
shine further through me
I look forward to shining a sun

I look forward to see what all I'll become

I look forward into the sun