She was a sweet little girl.
Who thought the world was
as dreamy as cinderella's
goodnight story.
Who thought the world was
anything is possible
as the little mermaid's
goodnight story.
Who thought the world was
intimidating as sleeping beauty's
broken curse kiss.
But she knew now,
it was nothing in common.
Those were the stories
that were made up from broken soul
that desire the world
the way they wanted it to be.
She was broken;
by those who's selfish enough
to broke a sweet little girl.
She mended herself.
Telling stupid encouraging lies
again & again.
Repeating the same mistakes;
loving & breaking.
She was still the sweet little girl.
Who kept pushing on herself
to the very edge,
so that she knew
her capability to love unconditionally
for eternity.
