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A Cinderella Story

She cant express herself
they push her away
they lock her up inside her own mind
if you look throught the hole you will see
the depression shes in

Shes just like cinderella
locked up and hid away
you have no idea
look throught the hole without the key
there is nothing left for her and me

You wanna take away everything
you just left her alone
tell me it aint so
tell me you wont leave her in there forever
tell me you will let her out to be free and happy

Shes just like cinderella
locked up and hid away
you have no idea
look throught the hole without the key
there is nothing left for her and me

The new game you wanna play
it wont work
you beat her to the ground
her mind has become her home
theres no escape

She walks alone
her mind has become her home
see what your missing
she runs away but shes not allowed
now its your turn to be locked up

Shes just like cinderella
locked up and hid away
you have no idea
look throught the hole without the key
there is nothing left for her and me

there is nothing left
there is nothing left
Nothing!

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/25/2012 10:39:00 AM

Awe, if only one could see and take a tiny look inside the hole... Shay, i like the image of my mind becoming my home.. being locked up is not that bad.. well locked in my mind only... hopefully like the Cinderella, story... depression finds a happy ending... enjoyed..pd

Shayla Dendinger
Date: 4/25/2012 12:13:00 PM

I dont mind being locked inside my mind either it just gets old and boring! you get to the point where you cant hear your own voice and you hear other voices that arent your own. I know that sounds selfish, but you have to look at what it's doing to you personally - are you frustrated because of the way people perceive you, or are you happy enough about the things you've realized about yourself that you can tolerate the way people perceive you? ~Shannon Hoon~