This is just a myth,
This is just a dream,
No Prince Charming is awaiting me here
Only scheamers, no dreamers
No dashing man to sweep me off my feet
No kind, loving hero to best the roaring dragons
Only me
My own person, can I be
Just a women
Not frail or even soft spoken
Happiness is just an illusion
A myth that is passed from generation to generation
Guarded carefully to give hope
Yet, causes me to search
All my life
Empty without him
Its a never ending cycle
Everyday is a change
One day he is there in my dreams
The next I want to loose him forever
What does this all mean?
Is it just a myth?
Is it just a dream?