Back then I dreamt of living in a castle,
To live like the princesses do.
Where your eyes glimmer as you witness the magnificent floating lights,
Where you could feel as the fairest of them all,
Where you could dreamily read books on the fire place while there outside pours snow,
Where you could dance in the rhythm of love,
And where you could find the man of your happily- ever- after.
But as I turned this age,
I have fully understand what reality is.
It is where you could see sparkling lights on tired eyes,
It is where you feel the warmth on genuine smiles,
It is where your mind dances in the tune of a husky deep voice,
It is where you know you are the fairest even just for one soul.
But I've also knew,
Happily- ever- after
doesn't exist.