Grown Up Princess


Normalcy will be my only wish

Many ask for money or love

I only ask to have control

To have a life I can be proud of

Fairy tales only consist of lies and falsities

No happy ever after for the seizure girl

Those heels are meant for perfect princesses

With pristine pearls

Walk down Fairy Tale Lane

Ripped dress, broken heel

I do not know where I am, who I am

The worst princess deal

Then my memory comes back

And I think

"Who would subject themselves to this, given a choice,"

As I finish my prescribed pill cocktail drink


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