I've always been enticed by faeries, I had convinced myself that I was one when I was younger, and have always had a strong belief that they are out there somewhere. There is a faerie myth of changelings, that faerie's steal human babies and replace them with faerie children who are glamoured to look like the humans, and think that they are, but always have a feeling of being out of place. I've never been the sort of person who fits in, sure I have plenty of friends, but I'm just a little different in ways. The poem is more about being personally trapped, by the pressures of society to look and act 'normal' and wishing to break free and be myself, but there is also a small part that actually is just me wishing the faerie's would come and return me to faerie land.