Wonderland I have lived,
A life of dreams.
Some real,
Some not as they seem.
I have learned every price,
Paid with reason.

My wonderland is my own
I keep it there.
So many dreams and hopes,
Am I unaware?
It’s up to God if it’s meant to be,
Until then,
I’ll be in my wonderland, waiting.
I write with my heart,
The tear stains are a part
Of all I put in.
If I wait in the garden,
Always looking up.
Waiting in my dreams,
In my wonderland