I never wanted this, To be broken, To hate love, Yet love love, I am a paradox in feelings. You broke something inside me, That can’t just seem to be fixed. I don’t want heartbreak, But I can’t do love, You cured me of that. I take two steps forward, Then three back. Pain is my pillow, Heartbreak my bed.
I am Sleeping Beauty, Cant seem to get up. Thing is I don’t know if a prince exists, Whose kiss can break this curse! So I remain Cinderella,
Waiting for my prince, To realize that the glass slipper, That’s in his heart, Belongs to me. Am I a fairy tale gone right, Or will I be shrek tale gone wrong? Only time will tell.