Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time, my life was a fairytale.

I didn’t see anything wrong with it.

Then I opened my eyes.

And saw all the previously hidden shit.

Once upon a time, a was a happy, young child.

I was innocent, and gullible as well.

Then I grew two feet, two years.

I realized I was living in hell.

Once upon a time, I lived where Barbies where the “thing.”

I loved them and Bratz dollz and even more.

Now I live where people call others,

People on the internet they don’t even know, whores.

Once upon a time, I lived in a happy place.

Everyone was friends, we all got along.

Now I notice, that it was an act.

That I was totally wrong.

Once upon a time, In a land far far away,

I was happy, I was free. I was a great friend.

Not any more I say,

Whatever is good or bad, eventually comes to an end.

But that was all, once upon a time.

What about now?

Do I need to rhyme,

Or do I need to shout?

Yes, that was all, once upon a time.

Where I was pure, and loved.

Now it’s all mimed.

I’m dirty, and shoved.

Of course, that was all, once upon a time.

It couldn’t be now. NO, it had to be hell.

We will be judged, all in due time,

Right now I just want to yell.

Because.

Once upon a time, I got myself dressed.

In my girly pretty clothes, that I showed off.

My hair shiny, my skin soft.

Now, that I’m older, I’m so depressed.

And in that time, where I got dressed,

I was giggling, and blessed/ But now that I’m older.

I am stressed.

And even though I’m stressed, I’ve gotten bolder.

Oh, once upon a time, you were like that too.

Had an identical life, everyone loved you.

Let me tell you something my friend.

All what’s good, must come to an end.

We don’t like in happy times.

We didn’t live in the Good Old times.

We were just oblivious to all the hate and crimes,

And forgot that even though we say once upon a time,

We don’t live in fairytale time.