This story is no fairytale
but once upon a time
there was this ugly little princess
Who could draw,who couldn't rhyme
Hell, she couldn't do a single thing!
A failure in every way
but the stupid girl kept dreaming
thinking she might be talented some day
Then she found a prince
he was obviously blind
He said he loved her, he was the one
the one she thought she'd never find
But then the prince could see again
and he left as soon as he could
He left her alone and loved by no one
but then again, no one should
The untalented ugly princess
now was lonely too
She worked so hard to be perfect
but she didn't know what to do
You know this princess wasn't just ugly
she was really kind of fat
Would she ever be a pretty girl?
She asked her mom, cried to her dad
They knew she was pathetic
Couldn't she atleast be thin?
The princess started dieting
and that was just the begining
She ate less and less
and exercised like nuts
People wanted to warn her
but they didn't have the guts
She was a princess after all
and she lost so much weight
Her parents started worrying
I guess it was too late
People loved the thin new princess
still untalented, stupid, but thin
No longer was she a loser
She was ment to win!
She kept getting thinner
yet weaker every day
It was her way of getting love
And yes it was her only way
One day the princess fell
and well, she never got up
She should have realised long before
the dieting had to stop
I am not this princess
for I am obviously not death
And I have no such selfcontrol
Well what do you think of that!?
But yet I wish to be thin
I too have lost my prince
He used to make me feel loved
and I've felt terrible since
Life was once a fairytale
Life was once a game
For me no happily ever after
Life will never be the same
-Cyndi-
Durian: | Vrijdag, augustus 26, 2005 08:38 |
You told me. there was nothingnew, but time and time again, a poem can tell someone a different story, every time it's read....I've noticed how you want to be thin..but you're far from fat...be careful with yourself.. | |
Innocent Baby Girl: | Woensdag, juli 27, 2005 17:06 |
wow dit is prachtig :) goed gedaan | |
shelob: | Dinsdag, juli 26, 2005 00:00 |
Lees niet vaak engelse gedichten, maar werd door jouw sprookje meegevoerd,ik vind jou meer the sleeping beauty die ooit wakker wordt gekust, niet door een prins joh, gewoon door een bouwvakker of weet ik veel een man die je schoonheid van binnen ziet, kus Jolanda | |
vreede: | Maandag, juli 25, 2005 23:42 |
ik ben het met de slayer eens. je kan iemand niet beoor delen op het uiterlijk maar het gaat om het innerlijk ze kunnen nog zo mooi wezen en zoon rot innerlijk hebben maar ze kunnen ook iet minder mooi wezen amar verschrikkelijk lief zijn. ga niet op het uiterlijk af. dat zal een tegen valler worden. en de prins die zal je zeker nog tegen komen. iedereen heeft een ware rondlopen. alleen soms is die erg moeilijk te vinden. maar gee de hoop niet op. sterkte. |
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Mark Anema: | Maandag, juli 25, 2005 23:22 |
I never ment to hurt you like this and I'm soooo sorry I still did. Wish I could make you feel beter. Why can't you see that you're not as awful as you think you are. Why else would I've dated you for a year long? well... I'll stop before I start ranting and say things other people shouldn't read =P We'll talk about this when I know how. love ya |
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The Slayer: | Maandag, juli 25, 2005 23:11 |
phoeww, lang gedicht, en ik lees ni graag lange gedichten maar deze vond ik wel blijvend om te lezen !!! het is idd jammer dat iedereen die dunere princes wel graag mocht dan de iets molligere, want uiterlijk geeft eigenlijk maar een schijn, niet wat de echte persoon inhoud, liefde zie je niet door het uiterlijk, maar door het karakter dat de persoon heeft in zichzelf..... krachtig verhaal gedicht !!! en je zal je prins ontmoeten ! sterkte allezinds !! | |
Auteur: MyPoemsSuck | ||
Gecontroleerd door: fox_bert | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 25 juli 2005 | ||
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