though i am not a princess

when you finally left me
i realized that i am
not a princess

my hair doesn't cascade
down the tower like

i don't have lips
that taste like apple and
i don't have dainty feet
the slip

perfectly on
glass slippers
had i known that you
never liked gowns

or mirrors
that talk into the wee hours
of the night i would
have aspired to be
something else

i wouldn't mind being
one of Cinderella's
bitchy stepsisters
or have black moods that
befits a wicked witch

had i known you were
looking for something
else i would have not bothered.
because though i am not
a princess i could never
be your prince charming.

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