Do you exist?
Do you exist at all?
The one who is supposed to love and hold me... my own prince charming?
How do I get your attention?
Do I have to act like those princesses in the storybooks?
Must I lose a single glass slipper at the ball and get locked in my room by my evil stepmother?
Must I escape from the palace and nearly get killed for you to save me?
Must I take an unknowing bite out of a poisonous apple from the queen who disguises herself as a hag?
Do I have to listen to a witch from the deepest ocean to be closer to you and get a true love's kiss?
Must I give up my free will to set my father free, and say that I love you for you to reveal yourself?
Do I have to fall into a deep thousand-year sleep and await your waking kiss?
Do I have to kiss every frog in the kingdom to finally have you be mine?
I know you're out there waiting for me somewhere.
Perhaps you are waiting for me to notice you just around the corner.
Then again... Do you know that I exist at all?
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