some day my prince will come

I remember who I was when I consciously thought
(Like the porceline princess did,
Before that old bitch slipped her a laced apple)
“Some day my prince will come.”
Such an idealistic child.

Yeah, I’ve met this Prince Charming mother fuck.
If you see him, tell him thanks for killing that idealistic kid.
She was annoying.

If you don’t know what I mean,
The part about Mr. Charming being bullshit,
Then please plug your ears.
I can’t be the one who tells you the tooth fairy doesn’t exist
That privilege is reserved for another
Don’t worry, you’ll know who.

Besides, I could not accurately depict
The horrors of the true coming of age
When reality is nothing more
Than the 9 to 5 and a cold bitch slap right on the cheak
The same spot where my prince kissed me last.