Realities of a Princess

You know how it goes.

Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, Ariel... They all get the guy.

Happy ending, screen fades to black, birds chirping.

Happy, happy.

Except that isn't reality.

Reality is pain.

Reality is loneliness.

Reality is your soul chipping away bit by bit.

Reality is the love of your life riding off into the sunset with another girl.

Reality is harsh.

Reality is there are no pricesses, and there are no fairytales.

Reality is we're all alone in the end.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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