Waiting for a Knight

When I read a fairytale with a happy ending
I cry because I know that I will never have a perfect prince.
It is unlikely that someone would come and try fixing
This sad and broken thing called me.
But if they did, I would weep in happiness
Because someone loved me for me.

Most ignore me because I'm not that pretty,
They don't even try to get to know me.
Those that do know me still don't want me,
Why bother when there are prettier ones around.
With every rejection, I retreat farther into myself.
If only they saw me for who I really am.

I am hoping though,
That soon one day,
My knight in shining armor
Will come to save my day.
He will take me away from the sadness
That I feel all the time.

I hope that my knight will come rescue me soon.