It started when she was young

 never thought shed be numb

she knew that she was me so

I thought the boys would see

The pretty girl in side

It turns out I was lied to

The only person that I knew

Who really did exist

That one.. gone in the mist

shed been chasing beauty

i, running from the beast

One was going to catch up

 and one would be deceased

turns out  she was me

turns out I was wrong

the beauty hit the beast  

the beast had lost control

they collided with one another

they fell into a hole

 lost for four years

The  decrepit tomb was lifted

it Had finally been opened

and I had became gifted

Out walked the beauty

Consumed by the beast

And every one around me

Had gathered for the feast

With on fierce look  

they all turned to stone

it cut through the meat

 hitting straight to the bone

no more her, no more she

no one else

nothing but me.