Sep 27, 2006 20:11
Honest Princess
by naoko fajen.
I never claimed I was a good person
I never said that I was pure
you never asked what I was within
you know I dont know anything more
I'm not much for deception
I'm as open as a broken vase on the floor
and I'm not one for rejection
but I'll understand as you walk out the door.
I know I'm not
exactly fitting the description
that people may have told you before
I'm sorry I'm not the rosy vision
that you serenaded and adored.
glass slippers only last one night
and pink roses fade to grays
and its midnight, goodnight,
handsome prince, my pumpkin awaits.