Sad Reality of Cinderella
Cinderella danced away,
but no one would come her way.
Her sisters watched and laughed in pain,
while sipping fancy champagne.
No beautiful flowy gown
or exquisite glass slipper,
no lush hair or a crown.
Ella had no choice but to try
and make her empty life alive.
No one marveled at her grace
for there was none to embrace.
After all, she was just an unfortunate girl,
living in a lonely world,
no magical savior,
no happy ending.
This poem is about:
Our world
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