MY BLIND OPTIMISM

September 1, 2011
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When I was a child
I thought life is nothing too serious to even care about
All I know is that someday I’ll be a princess
Like Cinderella and Snow White or have wings like Tinkerbell


Everyone would bow their heads as I pass by
And wish that they were me with a sigh
But I was wrong; some people took me for granted
Some of them even made me believe lies

I met new and attractive faces
Gave them love and warm embraces
They said they love me, too
But with a snap of my finger they ran away to be with someone new

Is it me and my blind optimism to hold responsible?
Or is it them and their sick necessitate
to give love and then take it away?
Should I really feel this way though all I do is care?

Perhaps my optimism is way too out of reality
So positive that I expected everything to be like fantasy
But now, I guess it’s time to face the music I hear
And it’s time for me to let go because the pain is just so hard to bear
I’m starting to understand everything
Maybe they are right, nothing’s permanent
Even the people I love will be gone one day
But until now I still want to know

Is it me and my blind optimism to hold responsible?
Or is it them and their sick necessitate
to give love and then take it away?
Should I really feel this way though all I do is care?





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