To have a friend

Is all you need

To talk to others

In order to succeed

 

I never had that choice

To be loved by my peer

Simply cause of my voice

Others were filled with fear

 

I became the evil one

I had no free will

I was never allowed to have fun

I could never chill

 

I am now known for a kidnapping

A horrible curse

I just wanted to have a daughter

Now I have just that

 

You all shaped me to be this way

I am known as Mother Gothel

I wish I could have been loved

I wish I could have been true to myself

 

I blame you all,

for this horrible curse

I could have been well

I could have been worse

 

You all shaped me to be this way

You chased me to no end

I just wanted

To have a friend