Fairy Tales Poem by Emily Reid

I hate fairy tales because it’s just one big dream.
When you wake up and reality sets in, life pretty much sucks.
You realize that life never will be as good as a fairytale or a dream, in a way it’s just one big lie.
You hope and wish that you might find your prince some day.
I mean after all Cinderella went through to find her man, you’d think it would be possible.
I guess that when there’s no magic, love isn’t as interesting.
You might find your prince one day but what happens if he doesn’t love or want you?
What happens if he’s not your true price and you still love him?
So many fairy tales make you believe that love is stronger than anything, but the way I see it, what’ the point?
What’s the point in waiting for something that’s too good to be true.
I want my fairy tale ending but how am I ever going to know if it’s really going to happen?
Will I ever meet my “true” love or will it all be just another lie?
I want the day when dreaming ends, to come.
That will be the day when I find my price.
Right now, life sucks because I’m wanting someone who obviously isn’t my prince because he dosen't want me...