Why dont we put an
End to my sad story
Only a few cuts
Here and there

Watch as I write the words
With red ink
Now bind it up tightly
Not like anyone would care

But oh, no
I still am missing the ******
And oh, woah
Still some loose ends I need to attach

And Oh, I promise you now
As I head back into the dark
This is not a fairy tale
But a bang after my spark
It is more a King novel
Than a Snow White fantasy
So cut me up
Write me down
And take me out
To print and publish

Im bound up by leather
Oh what a tragedy
No one wants to hear
My sad sob story

And I find its easier
To pretend the people looking
Back at me are only
Judging me by my cover

And oh, no
Im still not at the finish line
And oh, woah
Still some loose ends I need to attach

As I head back into the dark, I promise
This is not a fairy tale
But a bang after the spark
It is more a King novel
Than a Snow White fantasy
So cut me up
Write me down
And take me out
To print and publish

Lets put me on the shelves!