People say Sleeping Beauty dreamed of her prince in the hundred years she slept.

But that’s not true, not in the least.

She dreamt of a world where she needed no prince to wake her, where she could wake herself.

You ask who I am.

Honestly, I wonder that too.

Sometimes I'm one thing, other times another.

Sometimes I feel like I'm just shattered glass piecing itself back together.

And then breaking again.

Singing, Singing, Singing.

Your voice fills my ears.

Smiling, Smiling, Smiling,

Your happiness fills my heart.

Laughing, Laughing, Laughing,

Your friendship fills my mind.