The search

When I grow up,
My prince charming will come,
I believed that for a while,
When I was young.

As I got older,
And started seeing guys,
I figured something out,
Fairy tales are lies.

Some people never find him,
They spend their lives alone,
With 15 cats,
In a 1 bedroom home.

Some walk the streets of lonely,
Searching for the other heart,
They may search for years,
But always end at the start.

If love is meant to be,
One day it will come,
So stop your silly searching,
And live while your young.