My Life is Not a Fairy Tale
Life is not a fairy tale. You don't always get what you want.
You can dream and fantasize as much as you choose, but in the end the outcome is the same as the beginning.
Dreaming is a waste of time. Time that I don't have.
Life is full of suprises. Suprises that continue to suprise me.
I've been tricked by society. I've been brainwashed by the state.
I've been twisted by the world. I've been confused by the economy.
My life is not a fairy tale. My life has been hell since the day I was born.
I'm lost in this world of sin. I don't know what to do with myself.
Where can I go? Which way can i turn to? Who can i turn to?
Abuse has taken its course in life. I'm lucky to even be alive to tell my story.
Pain is no stranger to me. Pain has always been a good friend of mine.
We're like to peas in a pot. Thick as thieves. Bonnie and Clyde.
Pain is all i feel. I've felt it so much, it doesn't even hurt me anymore.
I have no more feelings. Deep inside, I'm still that same little boy who I was all those years ago.
The same boy who was left behind by the those who once said they loved him.
The same boy who would give anything to be with the ones he loves.
The same boy who has cried a river late each night.
Through it all, I'm still here. I made through another day's journey.
It's me..... I did it.....I'm doing it.
My life is my sanity. My life is my testimony. It's my life.
It may not be the best life to live, but it's mine.
I thank God for giving me the life that he did.
It far away from perfect but it's the life that he gave me. I wouldn't trade it for anything in this world.
Don't be decieved, it's been a rough journey. But if you ever get confused about my life, just remember that my life is not a fairy tale.
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