Snow White

I didn’t know who I wanted to be
not since I was thirteen
not 'till I grew thirsty
for people and their stories
what I had along the way
of slight depression and heyday
I never stopped for someone to say
stay; baby stay
and now I sleep in glass and gold
I’m Snow White, Snow White
I lay here still
with flowers and the squirrels
for the highlight, my Bold Knight
I wait in woods remote
with apple in my throat
for love
I didn’t know what I wanted to see
I got confused in my twenties
with the illusion that I’d better be
on my way to «destiny»
all the stories and all the scars
make us into what we are
a life in the making, and a memoir
a star singular
and now I sleep in glass and gold
I’m Snow White, Snow White
I lay here still
with flowers and squirrels
for the highlight, my Bold Knight
I wait in woods remote
with apple in my throat
for love