We, The Royal Three


We laugh,

We cry,

We try to find a reason to stop

but we can’t


The truth is we don’t want to.


We have our friends,

We have each other but everyday one has a struggle.


She misses and wishes them by her side

In times of need

and times of cheer.

She knows not what the others think

as she is never near them.


One is never allowed out, the other is seldom free as she


The others help, they try their best

but looking up to brighter future than darker past

seems to take it’s toll.

Her mind wanders

and as her head screams for solace her demeanor but vaguely changes.


Hiding is her world,

Hiding is her way.

Let’s hope Superman and Batman can save her this time.

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