The Magic, I know Is Here

I know it’s near, you cannot see,

But every day I can feel it here,

When I close my eyes, inside me,

The magic that releases my fear.

Why can’t you let me be me,

Let me take for me, what is dear,

Even if you find it a bit crazy,

What is wrong in me being clear?

I know the truth inside me,

Even if to you, it doesn’t appear,

You see, I can feel its glory,

The magic I know is here.

If you want to understand me,

Belief, you need to keep near,

Neither I am mad nor my story,

If only you are willing to hear.

As I sleep, flying on the bed I see me,

Only time I am at peace, my dear,

And I never need to say sorry,

Nor do I have to fear any drear.

If only you were willing to see,

The real story behind my tear,

You would know that I worry,

Not about others but you dear.

Why I keep my ears for you free,

Why I listen to you and forbear,

Everything I really want to be,

And yet you always mishear.

Just as you stopped listening to me,

I wish I could also stop to hear,

For I see no point when we agree,

Even if I give you everything dear.

From now I decide to be me,

Keep those dreams that are dear,

You see it or not I will be free,

My chase shall never disappear.