When I washed away the pink, I washed away the color from my life until nothing but black was left.

I lied like a sailor to disguise my truth.

I tried physically changing to appeal to others.

It began with my hair, then my face, then my clothes, then my weight.

I was nervous and scared that night.

Not because of the dinner but because you could see the change in my weight.

The tears behind my smile, the darkness under the flickering light.

They said I was huge, that I was nothing, repeated those unforgettable words.

Your unforgettable words, that started the dimming of the light.

The smile began to fade, the thoughts became dark but I still tried to pretend.

The night wasn’t over, I was your Cinderella.

You started to notice the changes and when you pointed it out.

I knew the clock had struck midnight. I ran from the castle, the place that I was safe at, the glass slipper fell off, the carriage went back to a pumpkin, the horses back into mice.

My look became dull and dimmed.

But the Prince didn’t chase after me, he just let me go.

And I was once again imprisoned.

The light that was casted over me, the page of that chapter in my life closed. The light was gone, along with my glass slipper. I was left in darkness.