Alice in wonderland

She sits by the window
head in her hand
lost in her mystic
wonderland
where faeries fly free
across the sky
and a beanstalk stretches
a million feet high
in a world where true love
is only a wish away
she likes to laugh
and play all day
for when shes gone
she cannot feel
the tears and pain
she must conceal
one slipper safe
one slipper gone
among these tales
she can belong
in a world apart to hope and dream to sing and dance
to smile and scheme
but she must forget for she is grown
the beautiful things
she once had known
dull and seem to fade away
she can no longer sing and laugh and play
now comes a time
to read and write
and the curse of age
she cannot fight
but when the lights
are cool and dim
and the sky is fringed
with a starry trim
she sits by the window
head in hand
lost in her mystic
wonderland