An Hour After Midnight Poem by Leanna Page Markgraf

Dressed to kill
but no where to go.
A fairytale disaster
Never have I felt so low.

I do not need a prince
to have a happy ending.
It's time to face reality
and stop pretending.

In order to survive
I must save myself
I'm not waiting for a prince
He must be off saving someone else.

I will hold my head high
keep my heart strong.
Because this storybook
has my Cinderella ending all wrong.

Will another prince find my heart?
Or just another stupid shoe?
I will wait an hour after midnight
to know my fairytale is not coming true.