From when I was little
To the age that I am now
I've always wanted a fairy tale life
Is that not allowed?
A life where I can have fun
And I can be free
Where there won't be a worry
And I can just be me.
My life isn't sugarplums and gumdrops
I'm stuck in a rut, doing the same old thing
Fairy tales don't exist anymore
What do they even mean?
They're all the same; No meaning or point
Cinderella: Snuck out to a party and got married
Ariel: Disobey your dad and be happy
No matter what the story, they never actually worry.
I'm stuck with my life;
boring and lame
No happy ending
Just hanging my head in shame.
My prince Charming will never come,
He got lost along the way
But going by my luck
He was probably gay, anyways.
