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The curse specifies, and I don't know why,
That I can't fall in love with a guy.
That witch surely is homophobic
You don't need eyes to know it.Now I'm stuck in the castle with a girl
Who seems odd and wants to explore the world.
Not that I mind,
But all this girl does is whine.
From the way I eat to how I behave
She can find anything to pick on, any day!Surer than not
If I'm with a guy, I'll be better off.
As I lay on my huge bed alone
I wish upon everything I own
That my knight in shining armour
Can save me from this horror.We can act however we want
Eat how ever and run around naked, just for fun.
I won't have to be prim and proper
Just as that Belle orders.It'll be more fun
And nothing to stress
after we get rid of that girl always wearing the blue dress.No I won't harm her
She'll just be set free
Since the world needs more clever people you see.Now that the rose is back to normal
after getting together with Belle
I won't have to say farewell.I do count my lucky stars,
more like petals though,
That I can still be with the one I long.Now I hear Belle calling so I shall stop here
But if you find the right guy for me,
Won't you be a dear
And match-make us two
pretty please?
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The masterpiece created Awaits its audience, and not for longThe artist creeps forward to thank the newcomer But he didn't think much of it It's expectedAs the soft silk threads spin round and round so does the one round my neckThe tight embrace almost Feels comforting The delicate careAnd I let go Of the burdens
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I do not know when it startedIt came like black lighting, aura suffocating, Making me shed scarlet waterI think I managed to convince myself that It is ok But amidst the pain of war I stumble into the cycle neverendingThe deep red tears are too red too muchDon't know whether to fight It Even when I try to control It comes out I am merely glassAnd I shatter Fragments fall as with my confidenceI smile but It's never enough to accept it
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The suspense creates fear. Of all the possibilities I grasp But as air it goes and fades.It creates pain. Hurts to cling on But I don't want to Release.It creates defeat. Ultimate hopelessness I spiral Down to the depths of angry molten lava I want to rise But cold white hands grab me. Their empty black pits reaches into my soul They smile. And consume me doubtlessly