Are you grown up enough to read a fairytale?
To dive between the pages and know it in detail
A world so fascinating, in a child’s innocent eye
Where good side always wins and no one ever dies
Are you grown up enough to see how adults fail?
When the abused poor children follow a breadcrumb trail
Witches are still in the woods with houses of gingerbread
To entrap the innocent youth and cause all kinds of dread
Are you grown up enough to know how dreams are killed?
When people swap their lives for that one thing they willed
Evil sea witch still hides in the depths of the roaring sea
Looking for little mermaids and offer trades for their dreams
Are you grown up enough to know the envious kind?
When competition beats humanity and makes the evil unwind
The witchy hags still roam in the woods looking for Snow Whites
Carrying poisoned apples to offer them deadly bites
Are you grown up enough to admit all the fraud?
The heartless beasts that roam in the daylight broad
The wicked wolves that dressed up like kindly grandmas
Still looking for the Red Riding Hoods over the pince-nez glass
All the tales we read as children, in the beautiful past
Hold so much truth of the endless world aghast
If you are grown up enough to read them once again
You will surely feel them better, the hidden truth and the numbed pain