Prince Charming

Breaking down into thousands of pieces
I seem to have lost my way.
Will a stranger's hands touch my face and get me through this daze?
I think not.
I believe that we have forgotten the meaning of IT.
IT rides us like a parasite instead of
dancing around us like a firefly.
We've let IT get to our minds and torture us.
We've let IT get the best of us.

What to do; what to do?
My friend I do suggest you give IT up.
IT does you no good, you'll see.
You will wander near and far to find IT's meaning,
and never be satisfied.
Although, that does seem to be IT's purpose.

What do we speak of these days?
Passion or heartbreak.
Happy or sad.
He hurt me he healed me.
Forever instead.

I could be so angry.
And even at you.
Then suddenly you're standing here
and I lose all reason.
I can't argue against you,
I can't stand up for my thoughts...
I'm pathetic. Have you noticed?

That's your affect though.
I can't even stand near you...

What else is there to say?
I didn't know writing my song would turn you that way.
She cares. Find her.
Find her!
Chase her. I'll survive.
Maybe.

I always knew those romantic movie were for some other girl.
Prince Charming always looked over me.
And if I was a damsel in distress I'm sure no one would save me.

But that's okay. I'm learning.
I'm becoming strong.
Or numb. But that is also okay.
That other girl, she can get her prize.
I know you never really saw into my eyes.

Someday...
I'll be swept away.
And you'll probably be close by.

Author's Note

Well...this is self explanatory.

Reviews

[17thWhitePrince]

WoW ... a really well written piece !!!
Really good indeed :)

[Wildecat]

A well crafted poem, we all have a Prince of Princess out there somewhere. Nice write.