I always felt like i was a princess.
Who got lost in the wrong story.
Where was my Knight in shining armor?
Where was the kiss instead of pain?
Where was the one to love and not hurt?
Where were the words,My lady may I have your hand?
But I got, Your hand is nobody then any other.
Where is the words your beauty captures my soul to lookupon it.
You shine with grand glory to be only treated as a princess (my princess).
But instead I as we all know fairytales are for for books never true.
So I stay lonely and always blue.
Love can not find me.
I am lost on the wrong shelf.
Where no one wants to look.
Written by: Rev DJ Rockinbunny