It’s clear by now I’ll never like
tennis or running or those
weight obsessed thin people
who won’t even eat one calorie more than allowed.
It’s the turning point in my life,
the two or three things I’m good at will have to do. No more waiting
for the past to become the present,
no more ignoring real life
hoping it will pass me by, no more
questioning life about “why?”
It’s time to admit I never liked sharing my secrets, that
my love life is a hidden desire,
that my brother makes me feel
inferior.
I’m going to own up to loving A Cinderella Story
the blondness of the movie
make my roots tingle with delight.
It’s too late to erase my mistakes
which have scarred me body and soul.
I’m alive today!
I’ll never be able to change my past.
I’ll never win the competition
my brother and I have started
and it’s all right, I have faced
death in the eyes and still
come back for more.
Hello reality, hello hidden secrets,
I’m finally ready to live with you,
to accept you as my friends
within this world, to learn
you’re not as scary as you seem.
I can live with all of you
in my sweet Cinderella Story.