Sometimes I imagine I'm Cinderella
Wishing upon a star
But if the world explodes into smithereens
Would the universe still be ours?
Am I waif slaving away for Cruel dogs?
a poor maiden cast in the slums?
Is this the story of a heroine's upheavals
In the eyes of a superficial sun?
Is 'Happily Ever After' a written promise?
Or the fruit of every strong-willed dream
Will a fairy godmother bewitch this ragtag dress
If my Fantasy is shredded at the seems?
Just taking one risk, or one fateful step,
Could very well be,
'The End' of this world's
innocence
Spilled Ink 