No matter how beautiful the Cinderella Story might sound, it's not reality. It will never come true.

At least not for me.



How I wish I could tell myself
I did not fall for you
How I wish you weren't that nice
to make me even think it might be true

It's all too late now
You had already plant a seed in my heart
You are now all over me like a spell
So poisonous
But I rather die
than to give you up

The feeling of having hope
is cruel
Hope is for people that are hopeless
knowing it's all impossible
But just not willing to accept the truth

It's all too late now
I am hopeless
Sinking in deeper than ever
But no matter how I feel
how things would turn out to be
It doesn't even matter
Cause you won't even bother

No matter how cruel you are to me
For that many reasons
you still are.


Love stories...
never come true.