If fairytale was real,
My story would be unheard.
People will remember my shortcomings,
They will hate my guts.
No one will wish me good fortune,
For I have been selfish and blinded by my greed.
People will cheer upon my demise,
And speak evil on behalf of my name.
No one wants to hear how I become,
For they only cared about the princess and the prince.
Their happily ever after is what matters the most,
Not the tale behind my struggles and hardships.
All villains were born innocent,
Hearts pure and a dreamer.
Life turned my innocence into wickedness.
Who would listen to a tale full of pain and sorrow?
Fairytales aren't as beautiful as they all claimed it to be.
Villains are people too,
And they have always a story to tell.
Far from the fairytale you know,
The reality we feared to know.