escape
Not rich, no friends
Happy? Depends.
A princess of roosters
in a kindom of hens.
No control, no way out,
so she wondered about
all the things she was missing,
as she'd sit and pout.
Then one day came a boy.
She thought "oh look a toy!
"He can help me escape,
all i needed was a boy!"
Oh the boy was strong
he could sing any song
she got caught up in his looks
and he strung her along.
She soon came to her senses,
took off her "love" lenses,
only to realize
they were still trapped in the same fences!
It wasnt a boy she needed at all,
it didnt matter that he was tall.
She believed in herself
so she broke down the wall.
Free at last
all her hurt in the past
she was finnaly happy
no more emotional cast.
And she did it herself!
She believed in herself!
She had finnaly learned
how to love herself.
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