The other side of the story

Tired princess, coming from the ball
Her prince never showed, he let her fall
Dancing alone, she thought of his touch
But all over the dance floor, there was nothing as such
Neon lights and music fantasia
The DJ tricked her to forget his absence
Her feet hurt hung on a fake heart
She tripped into the night but he still wasn’t there to catch her
This torn princess knew she could never get ‘and they lived happily ever after’
So far away but she tried to send him her love
Maybe he would change and understand her beat
Then he’d want to be her prince, he’d want to swipe her of her feet
But back to the blaze of loneliness and electric guitar
She was empty in the crowd, she felt a dull star
Broken princess crashing from the sky
Damaged from the heartbreak comet that hit her as it jetted by
She swerved into the ball no time to recover the lie
That her prince was nowhere near, only near to goodbye
The disco ball shined on her sadness, her broken dreams flashed in the darkness
The princess was a concert of blackness
The taxi drove her home, rain on the windows, cold on her mind
Frozen thoughts on the road kept her blind
She passed the ice particles of her memories
The taxi took her along the corners of wishful extremities
The city tried to figure out the cause of her tears
As the red traffic lights stopped her borrowed carriage and awakened her fears
Midnight rhythms still echoed in her balance
Unbalanced princess fighting her deepest challenge
Twilight driveway to her fantasy
Her stolen prince on a highway leading to a different galaxy
She reaches the door to enter the open fallacy
Of cheap promises and sold out eternity
Dizzy princess on the pillow of her struggle, covered with the blanket of her despair
Her prince broke her heart beyond repair
She sleeps to the madness of her internal screaming
Closing her eyes to the other side of the story
Her prince won’t rescue her from reality’s glory

Magic doesn’t triumph and sweet kisses aren’t part of the end
Everything’s still wrong in the end