I'm the type of girl to still believe in fairy-tales the typical girl who wants fiction and fantasy in her real world i wear a dress that flares at my knees i meet men who promise me all they things they need to promise me yet they never deliver, i guess that's what you would call a liar.
im so sick of the "happy ever after" always seeming to come "after" the pain im sick of this false love game, i wish to never fall in love again inside i drown as every tear washes my beliefs away i used to believe in love i used to believe in happiness
now im left in darkness, i realize only one thing in fair-tales are true The villain is always out there... to use you. I followed the breadcrumbs to my fate, its me alone realizing i'm too late aged before my time, old whilst in my prime as my tears washed away what i once believed.
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Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
ramblings... no idea what it means.... hi guys and gals i missed ya x
Comments (2)
thank you it was brilliantly done