The Miss understood Witch

She stares at her reflection questionin' her self 

she hangs with the wrong crowd so the added pressure doesnt help

why cant she be the fairest, she cant detect it

so when she lashed out her power the ending result was unexpected

she blew her top like an unwatched kettle

dust raining down the debris begins to settle

she tries to  find love, she gives but never recieves

so that kindness she once had begins to receed

darkness fills her heart and seeps into the world

her hair is now jet black and fingernails gnarled

misunderstood by her peers, her husband and step daughter

she was a lone ember that floated to water

 

 

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