Emily's Ass

Life's Better Through A Pink Nalge

I wish I could give you back
Your belief in fairies
You’re much too young not to believe
But not even fairy dust
Could make you fly anymore
Even at 7
You’re too embarrassed
To really let loose
You don’t dance anymore
Spinning in your nonsensical circles
As I tried to follow
To keep you from hitting the sharp corners
That would bring back reality
But maybe pain isn’t reality
Could we all be living a lie?
Maybe you had it right before
You never ask about unicorns anymore
Never dress up, and every fairy tale ends with a “But of course that’s not real”
It would take more than an enchanted forest
And a magic pool
To bring you back
And yet, you still believe in Prince Charming
Maybe fairies exist after all
Could they raise me above all this?
Please go to her
And tell her
She can still believe
I wish I was still old enough to believe in eyelash wishes
To just wait to lose an eyelash and blow it away
And wish away all my troubles
And know that they would be gone soon
I wish I still had faith in wishing wells
That my heart’s desire only cost a penny
Thrown into a fountain at the mall
I have so many more things
To wish for now
And so fewer things to wish on
What happened to my blind faith
In shooting stars
And the first star
Necklace clasps
And birthday candles
Why won’t they work anymore
Did they ever?
I still make the wishes
I still dodge the cracks
I’m worried about having taken home
A lava rock
Maybe I still believe after all
Could lucky pennies really work?
Let me have faith
And let me show her
She can still believe