Another original song of mine. Lyrics as follows:

Your idle joy echoed in my world of weeping willows and of have-tos
Your idle joy rang through hopelessness to my dungeon of trauma

In your little world of fairies and queens there's no fear, there's only the hero
In your fairytale, so far from the vale of what they call reality, there seems to be only sorrow

Your idle joy celebrating every day and every tiny success
Your idle joy whispers in the wind but all that I hear is a storm

In your little world there's more than just work or learning, there's experience
Of your little world of flowers in the trees, of animals speaking fluently

Still I'm creating my own hell within
Their hell I took on, being to coy
So I could feel no joy

Your idle joy ends my inner war
Celebrating my sexualty
Celebrating my dear uniqueness
Celebrating our togetherness (less info)