VWaiting for my Prince

Empty.
I feel empty.
Where is my pen
that will save the world?
When is my dream
of absolution coming true?
What happened
to my "happily ever after" life?

My life is a landscape
of empty streets
and burnt down
Vacant houses.
Where is the Italian man
selling bread in this picture?
What happened to him?
Where are my emotions?

Where is my heart
beating it's melancholy?
Why aren't my lips
Smiling in sincerity?
What happened to my Cinderella story?

I've been waiting
In a white floral dress
And optimism.
But my dress has yellowed
and my optimism has faded.
It looks like my Prince isn't coming.