I wanted to be your white rabbit

Piquing your curiosity so that you would follow me 

Out of the suburbs

Out of the mundane

Beyond the normal

Beyond the accepted

To a wonderland

To the ragged edges of the wild

Places that don’t fit in your parent’s precious box nor can they be defined by society’s polite pleasantries

But you stayed

Seeking comfort under the label of being a “good girl”

Only talking of being wild and free

Of breaking the chains 

Of setting sail for new lands

But never risking departure from the safety of your harbor

Remaining in a cage of opinions and expectation