Cinderella Blues

Oh, she's a real beauty—all pearls and glory

She steals the hearts of all the schoolboys

She's a damsel in distress, hidden under

A picture of perfection, but I wonder

Do they know she's a fairytale creation?

Do they care that she's just imagination?

Can't they see they've fallen to deception?

All because of this common misconception.

And from her inception

She's lived for the perception

That just for the act of belief

Her dreams are her receipt

Do they know she's a fairytale creation?

Do they care that she's just imagination?

Can't they see they've fallen to deception?

All because of this common misconception.

I've resorted to introspection,

Because I'm jealous of her perfection

Does she have an abnormality,

That excuses her from reality?

Do they know she's a fairytale creation?

Do they care that she's just imagination?

Can't they see they've fallen to deception?

All because of this common misconception.

There's a name for what I'm feeling

For this painful, jealous reeling

A moniker for this dream bruise,

I hear tale it's dubbed the Cinderella Blues.