Fairy Tale

If you are on top of the world

So euphoric that you are about to hurl

If you are singing and dancing like there is no tomorrow

Failures no longer give you sorrow

If you are laughing like you are about to go insane

Despite the injury, you feel no pain

If you see people with horns and wings

You are the champion and you are the king

When the clock strikes midnight

In darkness you see light

As a shoe you leave behind

Your size, one of a kind

While sprinting your feet touch the cold ground

Next morning you are the talk of the town

When everything seems like a fleeting dream

Every second seems extreme

And your friend tells you with all the love that can be mustered

About the last night’s disasters

The peer says with great compassion “Life is not a fairy tale

My dearest friend you are probably suffering from side-effects of ale…”