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What if the little princess in you can't love him back?
#WritcoPoemPrompt104
You were in search of the prince charming,
Like in the fairy tales to pull you out of miseries.
Perfection! is what you were looking for…..
How did you land up here?
Pain: lately, you have been quite acquainted with it.
Dying a thousand times and burying the unspoken truths,
Flashing at the cruel shrug and hundreds of fleeting moments at the schoolyard,
Where your pals termed you as the FAT COW with that guilt-free smirk,
Or, when your bros swindle your innocence by squeezing your ass in a private room,
And the accusation in the eyes of your kin when you told them what happened.
And the churned despairs of all the incubus men you seem to let into your body, mind, heart, and soul,
You Learned you didn’t have anything that could mold a beast into a prince.
You seem to realize that amidst all the fairytales you wrapped yourself like a blanket around, it’s the cold that you sought, it’s the fear that you craved.
And, who’s to blame...
You were in search of the prince charming,
Like in the fairy tales to pull you out of miseries.
Perfection! is what you were looking for…..
How did you land up here?
Pain: lately, you have been quite acquainted with it.
Dying a thousand times and burying the unspoken truths,
Flashing at the cruel shrug and hundreds of fleeting moments at the schoolyard,
Where your pals termed you as the FAT COW with that guilt-free smirk,
Or, when your bros swindle your innocence by squeezing your ass in a private room,
And the accusation in the eyes of your kin when you told them what happened.
And the churned despairs of all the incubus men you seem to let into your body, mind, heart, and soul,
You Learned you didn’t have anything that could mold a beast into a prince.
You seem to realize that amidst all the fairytales you wrapped yourself like a blanket around, it’s the cold that you sought, it’s the fear that you craved.
And, who’s to blame...
