Childhood

I lay on my childhood bed The one where my feet stick out the end I remember-what I said And what I used to pretend My day dreams of a prince Someone to sweep me off my feet I awaited anyone who could convince me to take that destined leap Now, ten years down the road I lay remembering a love, a bud And then remember that funny toad My instant-prince-charming dud Dreams are not what we expect We do not always get the royalty But someone anything but perfect Someone thats just not a right fit-for me At 18, I am legally grown up But my mind has always lingered here In my room where I was a spritely puck Where in make believe, there was no such thing as Fear So be gone, you loves of the past Be gone you exams, you horrid responsibilities This weekend, I free as long as the pumpkin lasts And I shall dance among the trees