My dear reader,
If not so being dramatic, I'll tell you my story.
It was that time, that the glimmer of the moon witnessed the play.
We were staged like actors in a theaterAnd so he came, not with a horse
But with a car of shining reflectAt first, I was Snow White
Foolishly I bit the apple, the ever faulty apple
But you know, it wasn't the witch who gave me
But the prince in the shining car —
'oh! I let him poison me'And then I wander between his arms
Pardon for I was careless to prick by his actions
I was put into a deep slumber
Sounds like Sleeping Beauty eh?—nah! I do not want to wake myself
For I treasure every single thing around me
But what more of foolishness I did!
-the scissors! I've cut my hair for him!;only to learn that he's giving it to a girl!
It was a short one— I do not want to tell more
Crazy, aren't I
But oh yes, at least I had experience that'once upon a time'
—
Though I never have had a happy ending