Sinderella, you're as horrific as you name.
Sinderella, you're the only one to blame.
Just one night and yet, it was enough time
Your once pretty face, slashed at the scene of a crime.
Having found love and having lost it all
You truly ran too fast at the end of that ball.
Your carraige turned rotten
You silk dress, back to cotton.
Your single slipper won't make due,
But worse was that they knew it was you.
After arriving back to your prison
Your three housemates made a decision.
They ran through the door and committed sin
And your golden heart turned to rusted tin.
So when your prince came knocking,
The only sound made was your door locking.
They are not sorry, they do not care.
And leave the house again, you wouldn't dare.
Sinderella, a dream may be a wish your heart makes
But it always disappears before one wakes.