When I spiral out of existence,
What is there to do?
Broken at the worst point, deeper diving,
Hitting rock bottom...

Broken the 42 dreams.

Part 1, I am,
What was the first thing?
I still remember the games at the store,
The green-haired creatures I had to order.
And I learned things from a mouse and a rabbit.

When we all are, we all are,
And some of us don't live to see the first part.
I'm lucky here, but I'm still hitting the bottom.
I'm still sinking to the rocks below.

Broken the 42 dreams.

Part 2, short years of bliss,
Making friends and more things to love.
"Fighting evil by moonlight" was what I heard...
And I still played with my blond-haired dolls.
Composing letters, reading the rhymes of a doctor well-known.

As I think of this I'm not sure.
Is it a lie to pretend?
I've tried to keep this mask of black and white,
No greys to dirty the water.

Broken the 42 dreams.

Part 3, the first elementary learning years,
When I became more and more with the ex-friends of today.
Magic and wizardry, trading cards of cute monsters, a pink puffball I love still,
An introduction to a spaghetti-loving red-hat,
And dreaming of being underwater in that famous lost city.

Can they comprehend my true nature?
Somehow I see myself as a spiral in blackness,
And I see myself as a small child who doesn't know
Drowning...

Broken the 42 dreams.

Part 4, starting to lock the doors...
But I learned things I cannot forget.
Another language, a catgirl's crew,
Chosen heroic four and smashing with the best.
Broken relations with friends... and a taste of InSaNiTy.

I was told not to go towards the light,
Told I was to follow whatever they said,
Being the perfect model of a Catholic girl.
Suffocating and falling over the edge for what they wanted.

Broken the 42 dreams.

Part 5, today and tomorrow,
Things still staying with me as they always will.
Learning experience at a job, dreams of the nights I face,
Paper Hearts and paper jesters,
ImagInatIon guiding my sight when all seems to be lost.

I think I may be ready to break the mold.
A girl who grew up struggling but will not always struggle.
I'll have my own adventure, though my wings are still bound to my back.
I'm swimming up! I'm going to make it--

Healing the 42 dreams.