no more dragons left to slave

no more faries
to carry my steps
over the puddle
i've fallen into
but i've been way much too high
over the false cloud
i've eaten with the wrong angels
and i've learnt wrong spells
so come now
just as you are
to see my face
to see my eyes
no more teddies
to wipe my tears dry
because i stopped to cry
i've just seen too much
i've believed
i had my trust
i have my mirror
and bitter memories now
of me myself and i
no more dragons left to slave
i'm giving up
not wishing you luck