I am not the belle of the ball

I do not have a shoe made of glass

I fancy a beast

Even though I’m not quite a beauty

My life is frozen

And I don’t have a meaningful duty

I wish I had 7 guards guarding my life

But there is no proof I’m worthy of that, even in the mirror

I like to have dreams and see a better future

To know that at the end I’ll be happy

With a sweet prince by my side and severnts at my disposal

But I’m not extraordinary

I’m just a dreamer in a library