Pumpkin to Princess

Hair and makeup to show beauty outside.
A dress to show the femininity I hide.
Turned into a beautiful creature with what seemed like ease.
All I needed was the amenitities.
No one could recognize the girl I don't show.
Only those who can see inside would ever know.
I was transformed into a princess just to go to the ball,
but the clock struck midnight. You can't stop time afterall.
The makeup came off and the hair came down.
With the illusion shattered, pieces crashed to the ground.
Later on, I became what I had always been.
But tell me, what's so bad about being a pumpkin?