Remember when we played?
Just the day before all was delayed
You came in and shown me what the funny star hat was
And that cape that matched.
You said for my little filly
Which I knew that I was that filly.
It was my birthday
Father came and swept me up so I could smell his battered breath.
It was the first time in a while since I've seen you and him get along.
Where did it all go wrong?
When I was younger, I heard a frit...
And he was gone before the sun rose.
Was it because of his battered breath?
I don't know.
I don't know if you can answer that...
But I know something went wrong.
Remember my first performance?
It was for you in the backyard
Well, it was at my birthday party,
but you stood and watched just as the rest.
That birthday was also my cutesenaira
For it was there that I discovered what my passion truly was.
You hugged me and congratulated me
Just as all the rest...
But not father...
Where did it all go wrong?
Did he hit you?
Did he slap you across the cheek?
Is that how you got your mark?
Did he yell at you?
Was his blood tainted with hard cider?
Did he threaten you?
It could be that he just left,
But I remember that frit
I remember it so well...
I could hear the frit...
But I didn't know why you had the frit
Was it something I did?
Where did it all go wrong?
"You dirty bird, you"
I found it funny when I heard you say that to him.
What did it mean?
Were you just trying to mock him?
Whatever it was,
I hope I wasn't the cause of it...
Remember the talent show?
I had the jitters,
But you were there.
You came to me backstage,
Said everything was going to be okay...
Then you left to go watch from the stands.
I was last to go.
Some ponies danced,
While other giggled,
Some even sang,
But not me...
I did a trick
When I arrived on set,
I never knew a pony could be so nervous.
I had shaky legs.
I nearly cried out...
But then I saw you in those stands...
I was filled with so much joy
It was then that I did my tricks.
My magic tricks.
Ponies oohed and awed and gaped.
They never saw a performance so impressive...
After that I never knew who I wanted to be till then...
That month forward,
I worked harder than anything that I've ever worked on.
Every strain,
Every gasp,
Every scratch,
Every burn,
Every sprang,
Every frizzled mane was worth it,
For I knew it put a smile on your face.
And it did...
Where did it all go wrong?
It was a rainy day...
I was with my friends.
And when I came home...
You were in bed...
You told me everything was going to be okay...
You said that you just needed to rest and you would be okay...
You told me I was your Great and Powerful Filly...
You told me to remain your Great and Powerful Filly...
Trixie.
And then you slept...
...
...
...
You slept and you slept...
Then ponies came in.
They gathered around your bed
They told me to wait outside,
So I did.
Father was there.
At first I couldn't believe my eyes,
But I instantly knew that it was for real.
He said I was with him now.
He swept me up,
And I could no longer smell his battered breath...
Where did it all go wrong?
I grew up with father from then on.
He supported me,
Just as you had.
He was not the same pony I knew before you left...
He was a different pony.
When he touched,
His touch felt gentle and warm.
But I could see it in his pale eyes.
Just as you...
He soon slept...
Where did it all go wrong?
I was nearly an adult when he slept.
And now I have no one.
I was your Great and Powerful Filly.
Now I'm just a mare that owns a hat and a cape...
...
...
...
I've made some new friends.
I wouldn't say friends,
But they helped me see through.
I tried to ruin their lives,
I made fun of them,
Tied them up,
Turn their manes green,
Trapped them in a giant bubble,
Fed them lies,
Said I was The Great and Powerful Trixie...
Where did it all go wrong?
Since last time I saw them,
I had a turnaround...
They forgave me.
Why?
Why did they forgive me?
I tortured them,
I played horrible games with them,
I messed with their friends,
Yet they forgave me.
But I ran.
I did some thinking...
Was I ever going to see them again?
Were they truly my new friends?
After all I've done to them,
They forgave me...
They forgave me...
They forgave me...
How did I go wrong?
Ponies use to pick on me.
Ponies thought I was the dumb kid.
Now I was the bully.
But I was also the Great and Powerful Trixie.
Did I go wrong?
Yes, I did go wrong.
I was where it went wrong.
Am I truly your Great and Powerful Filly?
Was I the light of your world?
Could it be,
That when you left,
I've lost my only friend?
You were there for me and now you're gone.
Where did it all go wrong?
And now I stand
In front of a stone
Carved to fit the land…
It’s where you lay at rest…
So tell me,
Did it go wrong?
Was it I?
Your Great and Powerful Filly?
I don’t know…
But here I am
I’m better then I’ll ever be just as you said.
So tell me,
Are you proud of me, mommy?
