Hansel and Gretel the witch perspective

You all think I'm evil and ugly and old but here is my story I think you should know It's was true that my house was made from cookies and treats And when you walk in it was all you can eat I knew the kids dad you can call him my son And for my grandkids they're the evils ones See as I got old it was harder to see The furthest I could was just to my knee So when the kids visit I'll leave them a path All because I couldn't see my way back It was one day when they came over Hansel was hungry And Gretel was hungier They were so happy to go to my house That they laid down bread to get them back home on the right route I couldn't see the mistakes that they made But the birds ate bread and Im the one that paid For since they couldn't get back they stayed at my house they would eat all the food they was worst than my mouse In a few weeks we were down to our last And in them moments they turned on my ass They turned on the stove to a five hundred and ten They waited for me to sleep then threw me in The cops found the kids after a week Then they changed up the story everything left on me My advice is don't trust them kids And always make sure that there's food in the fridge