Not another fairy tale

My life is not one of Grimm's fairy-tales,
It's a story about struggle and always those males

I'm not the dainty, blond princess in a tower
Waiting to be rescued by a prince holding a flower

Blonds are supposed to have more fun,
but boys, I get to play with a gun.

Brown are my eyes and so is my hair
I'm no delicate flower, but still I got flair

5'11" that's how tall I am
Taller then the average man

The rescuing from the evil dragon, I do all by myself
No sense in waiting for my fairy godmother or some stupid elf

I'm a brunette amazon and I use my own power
Hey prince no need for you to clime up the tower.

Help yourself or you'll be burned,
My lessons in that I have learned

At one time I was sure I found Mr. Right
But now I know better he was not my white knight

Forget those story's about him riding a white horse
All that man ever rode was one of those ho's

I once thought we saw eye to eye
Now I recognize it was all a big lie

Little red riding hood that could be my name
The wolf swallowed me whole, now I'm not the same

Men have hurt me most of my life
No matter if I was daughter, girlfriend or wife

Green, brown or blue, no matter the color of their eyes
Most of them told me a big bunch of lies

Like the little mermaid I came to his shore,
I gave up my home and everything I adore

He repaid me by cheating and lieing to me,
So I returned home to the land over the see.

Yes, I was stupid and gave him another chance
As a thank you, he lead me around in another dance.

He made me feel stupid and ugly too,
I should have known then, but now I do.

He did it cause he is a little man,
Not able to stand a woman who can

Be more then he will ever be
No longer blind, now I do see.