Cinderella

There is no such thing as a story tale beginning
Let alone ending
There was never a once apon a time
Or a the end
But there is a Cinderella
This one is different though
Because she'll never find her prince charming
Her fairy godmother
Or her one true friends
Because she wakes up in the morning
And dreads the day
And she cuts herself at night
Before crying herself to sleep
Shes dieing inside
Just waiting for a better day
A day when god will take her
And lift all her pain away