CB Mad libs coming soon!

You are your dream's daughter

Stubbornness brings pride, 

mind what you say but remember,

mean words like a bird they fly,

and if a voice starts to whisper,

that you may have gone too far,

remember forgiveness is who you are...

***

Something has changed within me,

or am I just the same?

I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game

too long I've been afraid of, gaining love I want to have lost,

well if that's love, too late, it's gone, it's lost 

***

Challenge: edit every other line of a song based on a theme! Here's one: Fake emotions

***

I've peered through windows,

watch life go by,

don't fight for tomorrow,

and wonder why?

The past is holding me,

keeping life the way,

I wander lost in yesterday,

wanting to fly,

too scared to try

***

Original song titles: Moana (Disney), Defying Gravity (Wicked), and Someone Like You (Jekyll and Hyde). 

I did everything as you said Pa,

I held my head up high,

high-

I know, I know, shh,

I know you did everything just right.

Even before we got to ten-

Shh

-I was aiming for the sky-

I know, I know, shh.

I know, I know, I know. 

Now save your strength

And stay alive......

*Slightly edited from Hamiton* 

More scenes from the CB life

"Read all about it! Longest thread ever--DETHRONED!" A newsie, one of Brooklyn's pals, yells along the crowded street corner. 

"Not interested!" I yell back, moving along the street quicker. 

Where on earth is a portal to Kyngdom!? I need to make it in time for Shadow's funeral, and I'm already a few minutes late. I'm only not concerned because I'm not in character, and her writer is still alive.

An assortment of vehicles burgled down the street. The buildings are all so high and modern, this feels like Chicago... 

I pass a crowd at the Inkwell Amphitheater and someone shoves a pamphlet in my hands--why we need the soapbox, chapter one.

I put it in my pocket and continue walking, while writing notes for my next pamphlet--honoring the unintentional LtEs of our day--Amazing Cat Clans and more.

A Cinderella-esque carriage swings by. "Need a ride?" The driver calls. "Could you take me to Portkey central?" I ask hopefully, staring up into his face. That golden carriage seems a good foil to sloshing around the puddles on the sidewalk.  

"Sorry, ma'am, it's closed--some AEs played a few pranks a few days ago."

"Right then. Random Person's shop for a broomstick, you can't get to Kyngdom by the roads..."

"Ma'am, I hate to suggest taxi services other than my own, but you can get there by airship."

"Right then, and here's a galleon for your polite service."

Later... 

The LtE is sinking low, dethroned by majestic art! Grab your pencils, pens, and keyboards, I summon the CBers to arms!

Icy I love your CB storys! Keep writing plz?