Mary mary quite contrary, how does your garden grow?

I have a confession, I miss growing flowers in my secret garden
It seems like it's been raining all month.

But don't worry about me, I'll eat dirty ice cream and cross my fingers
And hope that the orange moon balloon will make everything better
Like finger cats and free love
In conversations of old european movies
Espionage through this reality, hold my breath
Recite a subliminal scar tissue folklore
Dance around a posy bath, dip my toes
It is I to decide if I'll be Mary Poppins
Float mid-air in libraries, Mother Russia
I'm sure you're no different from Mother Earth
But just like in the movies, I'll hold onto the way you say good morning
And to our make-beliefs, take me home to the fairy circle

my bestfriend and i played sunday dress ups, i love her
more details of our make-believe later!
this is how i look when i turn into a fairy, haha :)

from now on, this is all i know

I do pray I get to take frequent trips to my secret garden
But as of now, nobody can push me away.
He's sent me his horse, and I'm ready to smile more often today.


Love, Cara