Literature
A cupboard full of dreams
A cupboard full of dreams
is all thats left in my kitchen.
You took sugar, salt and spice
and left me monsters, castles and knights
to cook our meals with.
Cant you see this isnt enough?
You say youll be paid some day,
and till then, well survive, somehow.
But the cupboard is empty to all but us,
and to me, its contents are fading.
You built good dreams
they lasted longer than all the others.
What kind of preservatives did you use?
I bet it was sugar and lemon and love.
You knew that this way, Id never get enough.