No more \"Happy Endings\"

When I was a little girl
I always dreamed my life would always having a \"Happy Ending\".

How niave I was.
My stupidety became a reality.

Everything came crashing down
in little tiny peices.

There were many of times I just wanted to let go
end my suffering.

My friends finally just withered away
I was all alone.

No one would save me
no one wanted to.

I understood that the world was cruel and unusual.

Letting go was the easiest conclusion to end this pain and misery inside.

All the crying, hurting, cruelty could just be forgotten.

Like me...

So when I look at that little niave girl in the past.

Always thinking she\'ll have a \"Happy Ending\"

I look ahead and I wont a \"Happy Ending\"

Just misery...and pain.