Once upon a time
there was this lonely girl,
living like a mime,
she gave it a whirl.
'It's a real whirl', she thought,
although it was still not enough,
she knew what she really sought,
until she'd found it, it was tough.
So once upon an accidental time
this not so lonely girl
wrote the beginning rhyme
and threw herself in the real whirl.
Her infernal blessing
began in this random day,
now she started dressing,
her soul she could display.
And once upon a time
she had so much companionship,
pursued her loneliness to be prime,
she was taking her wanted trip.
I'm here to catch her when she falls,
she deserved to live at last,
no more prison among these walls,
she won't forget about her past.
Now once upon this time
everything seems weirdly alright,
she feels satisfied and I'm
her mirror, soul sister in delight.
