The times her curly hair flew as she walked
Those brown eyes, wondering, waiting
For someone to catch her
From falling into an abyss of agony.
This girl didn't want to grow up
and face reality
Of the simple fact that her once bright blue sky
Had dimmed into a dark veil.
Her Prince Charming came on a grey mist
and gazed upon her only to kiss her
With no other goal but to get the cream of the crop.
She was devastated and realized,
The only love she needed was her own.