Waking Up in Nowhereland

Neverland was fun

Wonderland full of puns

But waking when I woke up in Nowhereland

There was no helping hand

No smiling welcoming face

Nothing joyous in this entire place

There is no tea party to attend

No pirates for a battle to rend

No lost children afraid to grow up staying up late

No bunnies hopping around complaining about being late

I cannot even hear a queen yelling “off with his head”

Nor do I see children flying back into their beds

The only things I see are dead

Roses wilted, rusted over gates

None of dark joy makes me elate

Instead this land makes me want to cry

The darkness consumes the keen happiness of my eye

The ground is cold

The people seem deserted and old

More like lost zombies tragically lost

They walk around on this dead land’s frost

The air is so cold and frigid

The people’s hearts are so rigid.

I did not choose to wake up in Nowhereland

The last thing I remember was seeing was the normal world, oh so bland.

Now that I’m here all alone,

Somebody please help me, I’d like to go home.