(Less Than Perfect) Fairytale
And you’re the handsome prince.
Magic seems to happen,
Every time we kiss.
The entire world seems perfect,
As if it revolves around our tale.
A ball gown created flawlessly.
Godmother grants a wish that will not fail.
I can’t pinpoint what it is,
But something’s just not right.
Our perfect fairytale is ended,
When the tower clock strikes midnight.
Now it’s back to being lonely,
Leaving a glass slipper as a trail.
Reality keeps me waiting,
In my less than perfect fairytale.
I’m sleeping like a beauty.
You look deep into my eyes.
One kiss from you will wake me,
Despite others’ worthless tries.
I awaken in your arms,
From the poison I consumed.
I recognize your charming face,
When I search around the room.
I can’t pinpoint what it is,
But something’s just not right.
Our perfect fairytale is ended,
When the tower clock strikes midnight.
Now it’s back to being lonely,
Leaving a glass slipper as a trail.
Reality keeps me waiting,
In my less than perfect fairytale.
I’m helpless like Snow White.
You nobly take me in.
I never thought that you would be,
More than seven times a man.
You help me when I need it.
You’ve become my worthy knight.
You never think to leave my side,
Until you know that all is right.
I can’t pinpoint what it is,
But something’s just not right.
Our perfect fairytale is ended,
When the tower clock strikes midnight.
Now it’s back to being lonely,
Leaving a glass slipper as a trail.
Reality keeps me waiting,
In my less than perfect fairytale.
I feel just like a princess,
When your soft lips touch mine.
You were a prince turned to a frog,
By a witch way back in time.
You helped me recognize myself.
To see what’s true inside.
I turned you back into a prince.
We became each others’ guide.
I can’t pinpoint what it is,
But something’s just not right.
Our perfect fairytale is ended,
When the tower clock strikes midnight.
Now it’s back to being lonely,
Leaving a glass slipper as a trail.
Reality keeps me waiting,
In my less than perfect fairytale.
Once upon a time,
You were leaving me to say,
“All fairytales are not alike,
They don’t end a certain way.”
I never will forget,
One story meant to fail.
How happily ever after,
Was ruined in our fairytale.
I can’t pinpoint what it is,
But something’s just not right.
Our perfect fairytale is ended,
When the tower clock strikes midnight.
Now it’s back to being lonely,
Leaving a glass slipper as a trail.
Reality keeps me waiting,
In my less than perfect fairytale.
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