Cinderella's Closet
She lost her mother
Like no other.
No mother
No other
New mother
Step mother
Step sister
Would have hugged and kissed her
Loved and missed her,
Stuck with step mother and sisters
Left her only with blisters.
Left wanting more
Only got chores
Hid behind her closet door
Step mother
Step sister,
A step
But so distant.
It was fine,
But they crossed a fine line.
The line dividing her closet and room,
Their footsteps bring dread and doom,
Emotions swept away with a broom,
Leaving a fearful gloom.
That instance,
More distance,
Ignored her existence,
Ignored her persistence.
Her attempts ineffectual.
She was an intellectual,
She was a perpetual
Homo sapien
Homosexual.
Insults she hears,
A mop to soak her tears
A sponge to mute their jeers
But instead only smears
Across her mind, fears.
Severe.
Insincere.
Their insults, spears
She's queer.
Fears
In the closet, disappear
Stuck in here.
When she might reappear?
What year?
Her feet she drags
Her dress turns to rags
Her smile sags
Under her eyes, bags
Her only friends were mice
She would talk, look for advice
No one else would treat her nice
Hardly giving her a handful of rice
Surviving would have to suffice
Once or twice maybe thrice
She would think of a paradise
Wonder what she might sacrifice.
Mother
No mother
New mother
Step mother
Another
Fairy god mother
Bipitty bopitty bo
A dress blue
Bipitty bopitty bo
A glass shoe
Bipitty bopitty bo
A ball to go to.
She's queer
Will commandeer
Give her own cheer
She's here
Will persevere.
Took a pumpkin for a ride
A lovely lady, she eyed
A husband could provide
But she needed a bride
To stand by her side
Someone to confide
He saw her.
To him love at first sight.
To her not quite.
He was not quite right,
Couldn't see the hype,
He was not her type.
Bipitty bopitty bo
Her foot fit the shoe,
But he was not the right hue
She tried to give a clue
She would not marry this mister,
But instead his sister.
She did not want Prince Charming
How is that so alarming?
Cinderella
Not looking for a fella
Met a lady named Annabella
She was charming and polite
So bright
Quite a sight
Just right
Made her chest feel tight
Head, light
Right,
Her interests are thespian,
She's a lesbian.
Cinderella
Annabella
The prince's sister
She kissed her.
I say, I may,
Cinderella is gay.
She has pride.
A bride.