Cinderella Was Weak Poem, by The girl next door, at My poetic side

Cause I watch you obey

Every wish of theirs

You do it day by day

Thinking you don't care

And you just let them pull your strings

Completely ignoring the agony it brings

So you think you're used to this way of living

Never taking, you've grown accustomed to giving

As you clean, sew, knit, and cook

You hate this life, you're an open book

Cause what made you human is what they took

They stole your will with none to look

You insist to yourself that you're fine

But your guess is just as good as mine

If you're fine, why do you cry during nights?

While the candles fully melt, diminishing lights

You're reminded of your dreams, your 'silly' insights

As you choke on air and your throat gets tight

I know you're scared,

And I know you're afraid

But you're a gem that's rare

And this is why you were made

So in the middle of your head

Between all the thoughts swarming

Let's face it, now all's said:

You'll never need a Prince Charming.

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Cinderella Was Weak