A careless lady- once happy and free,
Has just recently struck a pot of tragedy.
The rainbows deceiving- it's a tale of grief,
That seems to have ruined all her beliefs.
The puzzle in her rib cage- her hopeless heart,
Is now tainted with poison and falling apart.
The cure is so simple yet hard to find,
A true love in which eternity can bind.
But Prince charming won't come anytime soon,
he's meeting his mistress at quarter to noon.
So instead she begins to wither away,
Making her wishes all night and day;
For a cure that will make this fade,
For the love that will always stay.
