To Live The Fairy Tell

Give me the pages of the fairy tales. I would walk those streets instead of this madness that comes at me from all corners. Give me the dreams of flight soaring through the stars and living were I may be me with out this weight or worldliness. Let me walk the path less trodden upon. Let me find what magic lives with in my soul. I will fly from all harsh notes that people sing I will play my tunes of lifting ways. I will find my heart of hearts in the stars and if I grow old and die let it end at that "she died" simple and solemn as a cap to all the great things I may do. Yes, I do wish for the fairy tale but what I will do with this world... this heavy weight.. I do not know.