The Creation of Cinderella

Prologue

Having everything makes my life a little bit nonsense,

getting everything in just a snap is somewhat daunting.

Saying I'm useless until I replace the highest,

what a pitiful lap dog I am if that's the case.

And then one day change haunted me,

going down became a choice for me.

Engrossed on the thought that I'll be a bit different today,

At last I can say I'm not a semiautomatic humanoid he withhold for display.

Happiness genuinely came to me,

being proud of myself cause I can stand up separately

But then reality slaps me inequitably,

going back to the real thing draws me inanimately.

As I was presented to the crowd,

I saw a shadow of yours.

I unlashed my much more jeweled shoes ,

and choose to wear that precious simple notion of yours.