No Longer Fairest of All

“Snow White, so pretty. So fair.” I chant to myself As I brush my flowing hair. I watch myself In my enchanted mirror. Always so nice. Always so sweet. Always giving all I have. But never, ever asking for a thing. That’s little Miss Snow White. “But not tonight.” I say to myself As I tease my hair. Tonight, I will be true to myself. I will say and do All I’ve ever wanted to do. I will be me. And maybe, Just maybe, A tad bit mean, Because as they say, The fairest of all Doesn’t have to be fair all the time. Just fairer than most. At least that’s what I say.