The minions cast her out of fairytale land
Only nice happy creatures belong here
Stroke by stroke she rowed
Trembling with trepidation of adventure
A place to call home
She found a flashing city out in the desert
The water beneath her had vanished
The lights here never went out
The humans didn’t stop or turn to chat
She pretended not to care
She started frequenting a spot to eat and drink
So did a man with beautiful laughing eyes
He welcomed her into his circle of friends
She laughed and smiled when with him
Missed him when time passed without
Still she wandered about the city
Was this cacophony of shrill noise and excitement
Home for her transplant roots?
Was he the one to merge life’s adventure with?
Had her happiness become too dependent?
One day her favorite wise elf called from fairyland
What do you stand for, love?
What do you want out of this fricking amazing life?
Your cast net is tearing, it’s reaching too far
Pen me a list of what’s true about you.
So she stopped by a casino
Cause you know the AC there is fantastic
While the zombified occupants dropped coins
She flipped open a blank note pad
As she contemplated, tears streamed.
She had always defined herself
By the people surrounding her
Thus she was but a tumbleweed tangle of emotions
But this she knew, she wasn’t weak or one to drop out
As Brando once said, she was a contender.
She rose, snatched up a cue stick
Blazing a trail into the unknown brimming with fear
But no matter, she was on her way
Stick in hand, pack on her back
She smiled wide, this wasn’t her running away.
Just embracing a whole new way of being.