Once upon a time is how the fairy tales all start.
Once upon a time there was a fair maiden,
A beautiful princess, or a brave knight.
The heroines in the stories we grew up loving.
Then we hear about the things lurking in the woods.
An ugly ogre, a scary giant, or a cackling witch.
But in the end it's always the beautiful people who win.
They get what they want every time.
I wonder why nobody has asked the witch why she cackles.
Maybe the giant was mad because he was stolen from.
What if the ogre just doesn't know how to make friends.
Have we ever stopped to wonder,
If maybe the heroines in our story are the ones who cause grief?
No, because that is not how the stories are told.

Equal.
It's a small word.
But it's also a very powerful word.
Its says that we are all the same,
But still special in our own ways.
It says we are free to be who we want.
When we want.
It tells us it's okay to be different.
Because people should like you anyways.
The word can not see colors.
It cannot discriminate.
It does not judge.
It can't show hate.
Equal.

You were supposed to be who I could turn to when I was all alone.
You were supposed to be there for me when I needed you.
You were supposed to be the one to make me feel better when I was upset.
But you,
You are the cause for all of the pain I feel every single day.

He had my heart,
But ripped it out.
Threw it down,
On to the ground.
Stomped on it a couple times,
But hey.
At least this poem rhymes.

Days go past and you’re still on my mind.
Sometimes I wish that I could rewind.
I miss you, in all honesty.
But you hate me, it’s clear to see.
It’s probably best that we’ve split apart,
But try telling that to my broken heart.
I am the one that ended us.
I shouldn’t put up a fuss.
I love you, that’s plain to see.
But I doubt that you miss me.

Every time I care about something,
About someone,
They leave.
I told myself every day not to get involved.
Not to care about anything,
About anyone.
That's just how I lived my life.
I was tired of being hurt.
I could never be happy,
And I just had to deal with that.
Then I broke my own rules.
I started caring.
I started to be happy.
It was an impossible thing to think.
I am writing this right now,
out of pure passion.
Poems are only good when you
feel strongly about your topic.
Well,
My boyfriend, he is my everything.
I love him with all of my heart.
I never want to lose him.
If I really am jinxed,
I just hope he’s an exception...

All my life I've been alone.
Sure I've had friends and family,
But no one has ever really been there for me.
I had grown used to it.
Being by myself had become the norm.
I've had two people that I could share my secrets with.
But they could never relate.
They never knew just how much pain I had been in.
I walk around every day with a fake smile.
Until now.
He came into my life.
He turned everything upside down.
He can relate to me.
He knows some of the pain I try to hide.
I trust him enough to share my secrets.
He's been there for me.
The only one that can make me smile for real.
He the only one who can make me stop crying.
He's the only one that can make me laugh during a breakdown.
I love him.
I'm sure I do.
I've never cared about anyone this strongly before.
I like having another emotion then pain...