Belle
Belle
A women with intelligence is rare
She was different ,had noone to compare
Her beauty wasn’t only on the inside
But many men wanted to make her their bride
But the town didn’t understand her
This type of behavior never occurred
Reading books ?
No everyone only cared about looks
A town that she didn’t fit in
Reading was looked as a sin
Mademoiselle that’s not the way to be
Get your mind out of the clouds wake up to reality
Where people worry about work and money
Books became her only friends
This is how she spends her weekends
Reading stories with princesses and knights
Trolls,giants ,and even sword fights
If only it wasn’t imaginary
If only her life wasn’t only found in a library
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