Im Cinderella
Im not an invention or a tool
To be manipulated for your own beneficial ruse
Ingnored only to be tossed to the side
I thought I was supposed to be your important child
I understand you moved on from mom
Im not saying to throw your love song
Im just saying to believe in me
See what I see and realize that their abusing me
Im taken as a prisoner of ruin
Father listen to me because just what are you seeing
Your dauther is in pain but it is ok I guess
I realized that your happiness is valued at best
Oh I just wish to leave
Forget the chores, the sowing, to clean
Up to my room I must go
But I didnt mean for you father to disappear so
Now you die
Leaving me to face my own battles
Thou shalt not kill
Thou shalt not steal
Thou shalt not tattle
These may be the rules of this wretched land
But my evil step sisters just use me for their stupid plan
I will not fall for their games
Starting today I will face my own fears
They wanted prince charming but I will become queen for many years
This is a little secret between be and my fairy godmother
I show the prince that not only looks matter
Of I'll come to the ball in style, but I will hold my head up high
So I did go to the ball, it was the best decision I made
I showed with dedication Im not a mindless maid
My dreams for the future
To help the poor in the town
Build a new school
Add an agency in town
When us females feels very down, it is best to go there
There will be many new skills to prosper from
A new place to help one another discover we all matter and deserves to be hold dear
Not only to others, but ourselves
I may have lived my life as a maid but I did have a dream
Change the path that was assigned to me
Im no longer only a girl of cinder but I am now Cinderella the Queen
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