• through a child’s eyes
    the world is beautiful
    sense is madness
    every place must be explored
    each flower has its own story
    parties never end
    the crazier, the better

    these beautiful things may simply be delusions
    only what our inner child wishes us to see
    once grown, we shut ourselves inside the walls
    of reality
    no light, no air
    find a way to breathe
    leave this fortress we’ve built to
    keep out the Mad World all around us

    a child can break down the walls of reality and
    run away
    run away to a Wonderland where
    the world is beautiful
    through a child’s eyes