Would you like it?
No really, tell me
If I weakly acted
And spoke just..
Softer..a tiny bit?
Weakness in a woman
Virtue is it?
Or perhaps your convenience?
BUT I AM NOT
Your Cinderella, I do not live in a palace
And walk on glass
I would like to see you try
I bet your feet would trip
And your next morning jog
Would not be as smooth as mine
— Not my prison
