Trying Is Once Upon A Time
I sat here time after time trying. Trying to make things right. I changed my self for you. More than once. More than twice. Pardon me but more than 3 times. I realized that trying has gotten me no where but this deep dark whole of swirling saddist emotions, they're slowly degrating me, and I'm not holding back this time.
Time after time I know I have tried. Tryed my hardest. Tried my fullest. But it now seems that now mater how hard I acctually try, I am never perfectly good for you. Or I am never good enough for your liking. I sit here and strain myself thinking.. why? What did I do this time? But I never see the white light in this black hole.. because the mist of emotions is blocking all hope of any light I could ever see.
Once upon a time, I had fallen in love. At a age so young you would call it rubbish. But I called it every thing a person could imagine. Now I tend to realize that every story that begins with "Once upon a time" dosen't always end in "and they lived happily ever after". And I am right. This is no fairy tale. I am the repunzel that no prince ever came to rescue. I am the one princess who sits high in that tower, day by day throwing herself around in a round room, screaming and being haunted by her emotions. No matter how hard I throw myself around, or how loud I scream no prince or even joker for that matter can hear me. They never notice me. YOU STILL HAVEN'T NOTICED ME.
I've been told I am a bitch, a slut, a whore, a ho, a tease, a flirt and what ever there is... but you must understand that I love attention, and yes I am a selfish little bitch at times. But I also notce that whatever you maythink of me today, I come around sooner than you think. And to some people that is scary. You can call me skitzo, bi-polar, what ever but before you call me any thing know thy name and who I am, now i am the one person who you fell for... I am your "Once upon a time..." but I may want to ask you.. what happend to the ending?
-Jacqueline-
Time after time I know I have tried. Tryed my hardest. Tried my fullest. But it now seems that now mater how hard I acctually try, I am never perfectly good for you. Or I am never good enough for your liking. I sit here and strain myself thinking.. why? What did I do this time? But I never see the white light in this black hole.. because the mist of emotions is blocking all hope of any light I could ever see.
Once upon a time, I had fallen in love. At a age so young you would call it rubbish. But I called it every thing a person could imagine. Now I tend to realize that every story that begins with "Once upon a time" dosen't always end in "and they lived happily ever after". And I am right. This is no fairy tale. I am the repunzel that no prince ever came to rescue. I am the one princess who sits high in that tower, day by day throwing herself around in a round room, screaming and being haunted by her emotions. No matter how hard I throw myself around, or how loud I scream no prince or even joker for that matter can hear me. They never notice me. YOU STILL HAVEN'T NOTICED ME.
I've been told I am a bitch, a slut, a whore, a ho, a tease, a flirt and what ever there is... but you must understand that I love attention, and yes I am a selfish little bitch at times. But I also notce that whatever you maythink of me today, I come around sooner than you think. And to some people that is scary. You can call me skitzo, bi-polar, what ever but before you call me any thing know thy name and who I am, now i am the one person who you fell for... I am your "Once upon a time..." but I may want to ask you.. what happend to the ending?
-Jacqueline-