spinning round and round, like the merry-go round. stuck in the middle unable to get off. crouch low so you don't fall over. just like childhood, they taunt you more.
you grew up singing it's a small world after all. you had the book and all dolls. you cried when you went to disney world and road the ride. why are so many people so quick to contradict this?
stuck with no where to go. wiggle and squirm but still just as stuck. feel your body bleed underneath you. but agonize over your bruising ego.
my favorite toy is something special. it's always been just right. the new shiny toy has caught my eye. but i'm quite sure it's shine will fade. and hopefully no one has taken my favorite toy away.
take me away to places unseen. where people say nice things and all those who taunt are thrown out. take me away to places unseen. where people are shocked by their similarities and aware of their fears and limiations.
take me away to places unseen. and i'll prove to you it is a small world after all.
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