The Confession of Alice: Draft Version

That very day,
I met a tiny white bunny,
Asking me, “Wanna live your way?”
And then, I started the journey.

Without a single regret,
I jumped into that chance.
Oh, another world to be met,
That could be a pleasing romance.

Falling in that living fantasy,
I acted without thinking twice,
There was no responsibility.
Neither was paying the price.

Happy as a fresh daisy,
Joyful as a dear baby,
There was nothing to worry,
Life made of no misery.

One day it appeared to me,
What actually did happen
Was my just-wrong philosophy
To shut in that nursing haven.

Then, my conscious was saying, “Nay,
This shall not be lasting, Girl.
It was time to stop the play,
And come back to the World!”

That’s all coming to my memory,
How I mis-lived my life,
So I’m telling you the story,
To act wise, and live nice.

* This piece had been first written almost a year ago, and then forgotton in the piles of files. Today, I found the poem by surprise and felt the drive to finish it. Still, I half-remembered how I began the story, but that might be somehow the reason behind Alice to run away from growing up, just very much like the way Peter Pan did – if I was not imagining that myself, or if that is something seen from my very point of view. I wish I could be like Alice, in the sake that she could then find the way back home to her world, which was in my very opinion, her senses!

And that came “The Confession of Alice: Draft Version”! Although it is not yet perfect, I am very much love the idea!