Lost Book
I always felt like I was a princess who got lost in the wrong story.
Where was my Knight in shining armor?
Where was my kiss instead of pain?
Where was the one to love and not hurt?
Where were the words to say ?My lady:May I have your hand?
That I may kiss your beauty? But instead I got . What's this about kissing your hand?
Your no better then anyone else.
Where is the words? Your beauty captures my soul to look upon it.
You shine with great glory to only be treated as a princess(my princess)
But as we all know fairytales are for books never true.
So I stay lonely and blue.
Love can not find me.
I am lost on the wrong shelf.
Where no one wants to look.