Disillusioned
Shattered Dreams and Bitter memories
There was a time when I dreamt of Cinderella
There was a time when I truly believed I could become her
With her unparalleled but simple beauty
Kindness and grace
her Prince Charming and loving friends
they would always remain unafraid
And those were my most precious childhood days
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But now?
Now I know that she was a trick
A deception, a perfect fallacy
How could you do this to me?
You told me Prince Charming was kind and loving
You showed me he was sweet and gentle
And yet,
the princes I see tend to grab me
pulling, laughing, not caring
wanting me to lose my sanity
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You said my friends were to stay by my side
You said that they would always protect me
but those same friends use me, deceive me
They purposely want to hurt me.
And beauty?
that flimsy word
is nothing but silk
it is pretty but can be transparent
graceful but expensive
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And simple?
That word and that fabric can both be changed according to who wears it
You never told me I could never wear it.
You never told me I will never wear it.
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So now?
Now, I have nightmares of cinderella
And I do not wish to become her
Beauty is a fleeting object
And kindness and grace often go unrecognized
Prince Charming chose another girl, and friends came and went
fear is my new companion,
and as for my childhood days?
I buried them far,
so that I can no longer find them.
-we all have to grow up sometime…just not the way I did
