Young Girl's Fairy Tale

Young Girl's Fairy Tale

A Poem by Genevieve

 

Young, sheltered girl finds her first job in a coffee shop
She’s never seen the world,
Doesn’t know what it’s like
Sure, she’s read a thing or two in the books she escapes to
Romanticized visions of what life is really like
 
Young girl you don’t know what you’re in for
Fearless, you’re innocent
Believe that nothing’s going to touch you
That’s right go on, go ahead
Smile that pretty little smile
 
Kind, sweet boy stands out in the rush hour crowd
A sea of regular faces
Mountains of orders to fill
It’s hard to remember if she’s ever had more fun
Young, sheltered girl has found somewhere to belong
 
He thinks that you’re beautiful
Cares about your dreams
You’re shy and you’re nervous
But it’s all part of the charm
And in the end there’s just no other way for it to go
 
It’s every story book romance ever written
He’s every knight in shining armor she’s been dreaming of
Stealing her heart
Sweeping her off her feet
Has there ever been a time she’s felt this right?
 
Young girl you don’t know what you’re in for
Fearless, you’re innocent
Believe that fairy tales come true
That’s right, go on sweetheart
Wear your heart out on your sleeve
 
Could have been perfect ‘till it all came crashing down
Visions of rocking chairs, children playing in the yard
Didn’t know that dreams could just disappear in to thin air
Oh, it was just a little kiss
Too bad she wasn’t you
 
Young girl you didn’t know what you were in for
Fearless, you’re innocent
Or wait, was that before?
Don’t cry sweetheart
Come on, dry those tears
 
He might have broken her heart
Might have brought her to her knees
Sure, she’s hurting now but one day soon she’ll move on
And he’ll be left wondering what would have been
If he hadn’t thrown it all away.

 

© 2009 Genevieve


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Oh, I do like this one Gen!

To me, the rhythm and repetition are the best aspects.

I like the step-back of perspective, too, as if it's being narrated by an older, wiser observer; maybe the young girl's future self. Because of that, words like 'sweetheart' really cut to the bone; because they seem to be coming from mother to child, and that stings.

Also, it feels like it's crying out to be put to music; something soft-rock and tingly.

[ And that's the definition of lyric poetry! ^_^ ]

Posted 14 Years Ago


This poem was excellent, truly. It was honest, it portrayed unfortunate truth. It had a moral, and flowed smoothly. I loved it.
Excellent write.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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