Long ago and far way,
I was thrown into this world of grey.
There were no stepmothers and little dwarf men,
And certainly no prince charming to be sent.
I was not locked up in a tower,
Rather just my own head.
I lost the things I wanted,
And after that I forget.
There were no happy endings in the distance.
No fairy god mothers or gold spinners.
It was just the lonely road I walked on,
Never feeling like a winner.
I tried my best to believe in a fairy tale ending,
But to myself the truth I was bending.
I was convinced love and hope were lost,
I tried to find a old women to bake and eat me.
Even that was unreachable, and sadness was all I was seeing.
Maybe life is better now,
And I don’t know how I got here.
The world around me is full of color,
And my soul is empty of fear.