Cinderella

Day by day frustration runs over,

knowing people watch every move she makes,

every decision she takes. Judgment never sleeps.

Her true self is hidden with no way of freedom

 with out humiliation.

Soon a beast with in will be released,

and those around will hear her roar, shocked.

But for now, she is calm pretending to be someone she is not.

For the mask will fall and her dignity will be revealed,

and it all ends when cinderella leaves the ball,

remembered.

◄ Only A Memory

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Sara Fowler

Fri 17th Oct 2014 01:51

Great poem! It exposes a side to Cinderella, or anyone who struggles in their situation, really beautiful!

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