Once upon a time...

This isn't a 'slang' poem, but it was the only way I could get the sitye to accept it- it objected to some of the words, for some reason...

Once upon a time…

She lived.

A cliché gone awry-
Not-quite-blonde hair,
Eyes of greyish-blue.
Not tall and slender,
Just a little taller than short,
Even features,
On a face too square to be beautiful.

Once upon a time…

She laughed.

Mostly at, or with, her friends…
Though, oftentimes,
Her friends looked out at her
From the pages of a book.

Once upon a time…

She loved.

He wasn’t a handsome prince,
But he lit up her world
When he smiled.

Once upon a time…

She had to live without being loved back.