Dragons, wizards, hobbits, and dwarves
I believed in them as any child would.
My imagination carried me far away
To worlds that no one but me have gone.

I believed in them as any child would
Devouring books and desiring to create
Worlds that no one but me have gone.
I wanted to share my adventures with others.

Devouring books and desiring to create
Words that would inspire readers to believe
I wanted to share my adventures with others
To have them see how wonderful magic is.

Words that would inspire readers to believe.
It’s simple to say but hard to do. I try
To have them see how wonderful magic is
But they scoff and brush me away.

It’s simple to say but hard to do. I try
To keep my chin up, defiant to what they say.
But they scoff and brush me away,
Dismiss me as childish and immature.

To keep my chin up, defiant to what they say
Doesn’t stop the mind from agreeing. I begin to
Dismiss me as childish and immature,
Sinking in the quicksands of sinister depression.

I don’t stop the mind from agreeing. I begin to
Lose sight of the magic and the wonder as I
Sink in the quicksands of sinister depression.
Where are my dragons and wizards now?

Losing sight of the magic and the wonder as I
Lay in my bed, pillow soaked with hopeless tears.
Where are my dragons and wizards now?
Why have they abandoned me when I need them the most?

I lay in my bed, pillow soaked with hopeless tears.
A black hole has formed inside my chest.
Why have they abandoned me when I need them the most?
I struggle to find a light in the darkness.

A black hole has formed inside my chest.
Reasons to fight against the sadness are beginning to fade.
I struggle to find a light in the darkness.
Morbid thoughts of death replace my dragons and wizards.

Reasons to fight against the sadness are beginning to fade.
Then a light bulb flickers on. I won’t have
Morbid thoughts of death replace my dragons and wizards.
I grab my favorite book and begin to devour words again.

Then a light bulb flickers on. I won’t have
This happen. I won’t give up this easily.
I grab my favorite book and begin to devour words again.
This is my salvation. This is my foundation.