Kissed The Fairytales Goodbye

To me a poem is emotion. Pure emotion. Maybe you won't consider this a poem, maybe you will even lock it, but to me this is poetry. It's something that went straight from my heart out to a paper and then out to this. Just wanted to clear that up.

Now I've thought
Sad, just wonderful
No longer
Humiliating, not no
Oh yes, we like that
Beautiful
When I don't know anything
Stopped thinking, starting to believe
No more
Forever
It's on fire, it's rusting
Disappears
Never again

Goodbye, starting to contemplate
It doesn't work
Complaining, crying, falls asleep
The head, the carrot
Oh, me?
Never again
Shake it babe
Doubt, I'm living just good
Tankeballongen försämras.
Never stops believing
Now I've thought
Just wonderful.

I've kissed the fairytales goodbye
Goodbye fairytale, bye life
Hi there, belief!
Start to stop believing.