I never lived my life with rose colored glasses

I tossed them on the ground when I was 9

Happy endings were never in my mind

I always thought someone like me could never have that

Fairy tales for me were just a warning sign for the future

I was Cinderella without the fairy Godmother

No prince was ever to come and save me

I grew up thinking love wasn't real

It helped me become strong and independent

But isolated and afraid

Sometimes I wished I lived with rose colored glasses

People to seem to have more fun with them on 

I have walls so high and wide that no one cares to cross

Too broken to trust

Too alone to heal

Too willing to love

But no one to be loved 

Maybe rose colored glasses aren't too bad

But it's too late for me. 

Please do keep yours on

And if you must, when you take them off 

Do not shatter them