I always read tales
Of girls who's
BARRIERS are set so HIGH,
And who's HEARTS are LOCKED
In a STEEL room,
Making sure
That no one HURTS them.
That is, until a boy
Comes along for them.
I always grow UNHAPPY
When I reach this part
In all my stories,
WONDERING how those girls
Can just put their PAST
Behind them.
They make it seem so easy,
When in TRUTH,
It's not.
Not everyone's LIFE has
A happy ending.
Not like these stories.
When I get tired
Of the
HORRIBLE
FAKE
Fairy Tale,
I stop reading.
Then I pick up something new.
It's like I said...
NOBODY'S life is a
Fairy Tale.
I tell myself this OVER and OVER,
But I CAN'T help myself.
I always like to pick the same
Book back up
And IMAGINE that I'm that
LUCKY GIRL
Who really does get
A Happy Ending.
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