Her red dress glistened under the silver moon,
her laugh radiated with joy and happiness.
Her cheeks were flushed with color,
and her eyes shielded her from their evil looks.
It’s strange to see how the beauty turned into a beast
It’s strange to see how an angel turned into a devil.
She was young but not naive
turned into a victim for all those ruthless creatures.
She screamed with agony, but in no avail
To defend herself she had to become the monster.
The girl who once radiated an aura of grace and allure
Was now looked at with fear and revulsion.
Sometimes you have to become a monster to protect yourself
because no one else bothered to protect you.
Sometimes you have to let go of your fairy tales,
because villains don’t get to have a happily ever after.