Don’t break the glamour, don’t break the spell
Who cares if they think you write so well?
You know, that’s all; a universe of one
And when all is said (on paper) and done
Words shape minds; your own most of all
So write the human you can’t quite recall.
The one who hides behind desk job and chores
And grocery trip runs and tasks you abhor
But the glamoury works on you as well
So whatever you do – don’t break the spell.
Don’t Break The Spell
