It struck midnight a few hours ago -
you know what that means?
That means, this carriage isn't turning into a pumpkin,
I'm still slayin' with my ball gown on -
Stayed home all day, worked and cleaned,
made home feel more welcome than the dungeon
it was with you under its roof;
Not a single tear or depressive episode -
fun, dancing, singing loudly with wild abandon,
no more shushin' from my second worst critic;
They say you should learn one thing a day,
I learned that I need no prince nor princess to save me -
I am my own savior -
don't need a dragon/demon to ride or slay,
this isn't a fantasy, this is me standing up for
myself and smiling in the face of reality.
Keep the glass shoe,
it'll fit when you call me a hypocrite.
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