In a world of once upon a time

where glass slippers were fashionable

and red apples were deathly,

sat a girl with brown eyes

and dark auborn hair.

maybe you would calle her pretty,

but the fairytales would most definitely not.

she didnt quite fit the role of a princess

in a pink frilly dress and dyed blonde hair.

and no one saw her playing the role of a cruel character

for she looked to innocent;

to naive and fragile.

so where would she go in a tale of pages

and pages to fill?

well, they placed her as an extra;

a misfit in a crowd of cheerleaders,

a golfish in a sea of sharks

a hushed whisper amid the crowd.

beacause fairy tales

will take nothing less than

perfection