Kenneth Mitchell

The clock’s still ticking As its hands circle past But here’s me sticking Super-glued and stuck fast We shared happy times In our own fairy tale Until midnight chimed And you left with no trail I’m not Prince Charming With a world at my feet Instead, I’m mourning Was it all a deceit? I wake with no kiss My bed is empty Wonderland’s Alice Has just discarded me. You were queen of hearts Through our summer days But that’s now the past Just ashen memories. Truth is hard to take That I understand There’s too much at stake To be head in the sand. So I’ve made my vow To face the break of day And find the know-how To live in reality