My Wishes

I feel hollow inside
I have no one to call my own
I sit upon a common stool
I have no throne
My wishes will never be granted

My clothes are torn
I have no gown
My smile is empty
I seem to always frown
My wishes will never be granted

My face is horrid
It is quite crusty
I tremble when my name is called
I am always at fault
My wishes will never be granted

I dust everything
I polish all the footwear
I really despise my chores so
But I learn to bear them
My wishes will never be granted

I favor this lamp
That I once found
It seemed to be slanted
I fixed its position
Yet it seemed to be enchanted

I live in a castle
While my sisters are gone
I sit in a throne of gold
While my mother is gone
I do not a single wrong

I am availing
I have a prince
I seem not to fail
My life is never at stake

My face is perfect
Not a single mistake
I have a lovely smile
Not a single frown

My dress is perfect
I finally have a gown
Yet something is missing
In all my perfect life

I figure I am too shallow
Now that I have what I please
I guess I should be happy with my friends
And what I have
So maybe it is better a slave

So I have learned to be thankful
And to put back my mothers ways
Because the lamp is enchanted
My wishes were finally granted