I was in love with fairytales

Till I learned of their twisted fates

Cinderella left her glass slipper to show

She wanted to escape

Snow White slept

To escape all her sorrow

Because she didn’t see

The promise fo tomorrow

Persephone wanted freedom

From her grief and despair

From her husband and his dark lair

There are no happy endings

Not really

Simply storytellers making dreams

Into “reality”

And in all truth

We are all liars

Because we pretend

We live life

As if it’s never going to end

Time will tell

True colors will be seen

Find your voice,

Pen your own story