I can't make my own decisions or make any with precision well maybe you should tie me up so I don't go where you don't want me...
I'd never seen the light of day; for I lived in a very small closet with a chair and bed. There was a hanging light from the ceiling that when on showed all the dust flying about. A small mirror also hung from the boring gray wall that I stared at everyday. I never saw the light of day; my parents ensured it. I was the handicap child and the ugly one no one was allowed to see. The outcast when it came to the family. They didn't refer to me even by name but by "it". I had a small slot in my door through which they shoved my plates of food or a water bottle. A window could not be found in this small room so it was pretty hot during the summer and very cold during the winter. My own ugliness frightened me as I looked into the mirror everyday; but I continued to do so since it was my only friend.
My own little sister would not come talk to me for she feared getting the ugliness. I was left alone all the time inside the room. I think they trusted me to stay in the room all the time when they were gone. They were gone pretty often though so I started planning my escape. I would leave really soon to find at least one other friend to talk to besides my reflection in the mirror.
Next time you point a finger I might have to bend it back or break it, break it off Next time you point a finger I'll point you to the mirror...
The car zoomed off out of the driveway; I could hear it. It was the sweet sound of freedom. I was so close yet so far away as I slowly opened the door. I had always lived in that closet and not even an inch outside of it so it was awkward to be outside of it. I kept walking though and grabbed some good looking food as I walked out the back door. The sun was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I loved how it shined and reflected off the ground. I kept putting one foot in front of the other and walking, just walking though the city. Many men started to follow me and I had the instinct to be scared, but I was not.
"What do you want?" I asked in a voice I did not recognize. When I spoke inside the house I spoke really quietly but this was a beautiful sounding velvet voice that made the guys still stare.
"Well?" I questioned again.
"Who are you?" One of them stepped forward, he was completely hot.
"I'm whoever you want me to be." I responded since I did not know my own name.
"Okay, then beautiful." Another guy stepped forward from the crowd around me.
I'm half as good as it gets...
"I'm not that pretty." I frowned at the many people before me.
"You're the prettiest girl alive. What are you talking about? Haven't you ever been told that before?" The first one asked me. I was starting to really like him.
"Nope. I've been forced to sit in a closet my whole life because my parents said I was ugly; a disgrace to the family." I frowned and a tear fell from my eye. The second guy that spoke to me, the one I was starting to like, put my head on his shoulder. His arms wrapped around me as he soothed me gently.
"Don't believe them. I bet you are better looking than them. I'll show you the world if you want me to. I'll show you love and happiness like you've never seen. I'll be your prince and you'll be my little princess. How about it?" He looked deep into my eyes and forced me to smile. I also had butterflies in my stomach.
"Yes. Yes I definitely will." With that we left the world alone by themselves as we left my family in the background.
I know you don't believe me But the way I, way I see it Next time you point a finger I might have to bend it back or break it break it off...
My family would never hear from me again as I left for my new life with a new friend. My new life with a new guy and a new person I could talk to. He became my everything as I did his. The world was so nice to see for the first time with him by my side. I'm happy he looked past my imperfection of being stuck in a small room most my life. I'm happy he didn't keep me away from the world because he feared the world thinking I was more beautiful then he was. In fact he wasn't scared at all because he loved me with a pure love no one could replicate. We loved each other with such a love no one would ever know besides us. That's how we survived with no one but each other. You see, he had been in the same situation as me, he just got out sooner and waited for me.
*Based off of Paramore's song Playing God lyrics. :D*