Thursday, March 12, 2009

cinderella syndrome

They read you Cinderella;
you hoped it would come true.
That one day your Prince Charming
would come rescue you
Beauty over wisdom
to fit in with their styles.
Your Cinderella story
.........for a price

What are you doing?
Pushing buttons.
Because that is what I do.


for a moment
that you know me

for a moment
that you ever tried

wake the fuck up

You created yourself;
and I devastated myself.
You made it crystal clear
like muddy water.

Did you not know me from the start?
You thought you did.
You should have.
I am not that difficult.
I knew you.

Ego stands in the way of life.
Love doesn't stand a chance.


Natalie said...

Love always stands a chance if there are healthy boundaries in place.xx♥

findingmywingsinlife said...

I'm still trying to figure out how our "pushing buttons" conversation about you fixing a post on my computer fits in with this! LOL!

I understand your point here though, too bad he doesn't understand it or maybe he does and just doesn't want to admit it...either way what's been done can't be undone. Father Time doesn't like to travel backwards.

Triana said...

Wings Seeker,
The point to the button pushing story... it was just funny cuz everyone says that all I do is push buttons to figure things out. It doesn't fit in w/the post at all, but at the same time, that is exactly why it DOES belong; because nothing that I do fits in or makes sense. I'm just a scrambled mess. As always.

Aren O. Týr said...

"Ego stands in the way of life.
Love doesn't stand a chance."


Who'd have thought it would be so difficult? I certainly didn't think my mid/late twenties would be so damn, well, miserable.

People don't seem to want to take a chance. Just push people away - it's easier. A shame, because I say, just try. See what happens.

Nothing might happen at all; you might just get bored of each other. Or it might just be a bit of superficial fun. Or perhaps it all goes horribly wrong.

What hurts the most? Getting rejected? Things going wrong with a messy breakup?


What hurts the most is never finding out, and going through life just wishing that for once, you could step back on that rollercoaster, instead of being stuck on the lay-by as passing traffic zooms by.

Hope hurts the most. But no one can live without hope, only survive.

I'm so tired of always being the "nice" guy, the friend. It implies nice but boring. Nice, but sexually unattractive. And that's a shitty feeling to have.