I sit there,
On my bed, looking at the TV screen, that is flashing
bright pictures,
and colorful movements of happiness
and wonder,
how great it must feel to ride the clouds and the stars with
Aladdin
Or to dance until midnight with the Kingdoms prince,
like Cinderella
Or dance through the rivers and tree’s with the man you love, like
Pocahontas
I see this and think,
how unreal,
how untrue
Maybe these thought’s are out of jealousy
Jealous…
Of a cartoon
On my bed, looking at the TV screen, that is flashing
bright pictures,
and colorful movements of happiness
and wonder,
how great it must feel to ride the clouds and the stars with
Aladdin
Or to dance until midnight with the Kingdoms prince,
like Cinderella
Or dance through the rivers and tree’s with the man you love, like
Pocahontas
I see this and think,
how unreal,
how untrue
Maybe these thought’s are out of jealousy
Jealous…
Of a cartoon
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