Poetry: sadly animated

I must confess, I never liked the Cinderella story.

I lost myself, a soul adrift,

With none around searching from door to door, looking for me.

I waited and waited until I turned a beast,

Upon still no one came reviving me with a kiss.

Just like Elsa I was chased into the dark,

Now I wear a mask, just like Mulan in her disguise,

Trying to fit in, in a world of relentless lies.

Exploring life, not in Dora's style,

But with bravery and grace, mile after mile.

In this world of worries and stress, you see,

The "hakuna matada" thing doesn't work for me.

For life's challenges constantly unfold itself,

Like Tifiti a part of me was stolen.

For the past months I had been fighting with reality.

I am an Avatar, embracing each plight.

Through pain, suffering, failures, and strife,

I seek to conquer, to master this life.

Like Jerry, I strive to break every snare,

With resilience and strength, I answer each dare.

I learn from SpongeBob, his optimism so bright,

Eager to fight darkness, to bring forth the light.

But perhaps, Madara's wisdom rings true,

I must wake up, embrace reality anew.

For within this world, both light and shade,

I must find my balance.

©️ Isaiahixico