Don't make fun of my scars
You see,
They have minds of their own
And loathe disrespect

Lilly's little birdbath
Sitting on a dirt path
From the bowl she did drink
In the water the did sink

The night at the ball
I met a foreign prince
He told me he liked my shoes and smile
And I've seen him around here since

He is a Prince Charming
He searched through the land
However, others had ideas
A spy shook both our hands

Another imposter to the throne
Claimed to be his girl
She took his photo on the side
And cracked our china world

And so, I thought of him again
As he rode on horseback
After many months of zilch
The prince and I, at last?

The prince was very perfect
He was all charm and looks
A part of me could never speak
To the man I knew from books

But soon I finally saw the light
And the prince had just about ceased
Prince Charming is for Cinderella
And I like Beauty and The Beast.

There is something powerful about the night
There is something terrorizing about the dark
No matter how much history and knowledge we gather
We are still terrified if we are to small to reach the lightswitch