The Princess With A Disorder

When I see the word fairytale

I hear the word perfect

Which a princess with flaws

Is never concerned with,

But I am.

A disorder or sorts

Could fit in perfectly,

Like Aurora with hypersomnia

Or Rapunzel with anxiety.

You see I’ve grown up in a world

Where we have standards for beauty.

A woman who is pretty

And speaks softly.

I want a princess who is loud

And curvy.

A woman who refuses to

Listen to society.

They had the right idea

With merida in Brave.

Finally, a woman

Who wouldn’t “behave”

But it was a baby step

Because she was still

The spitting image of beauty.

I want a woman with

Crooked teeth and boring eyes.

I want a princess who

Has a lopsided smile or

Only wears leggings.

I want someone I can relate to.

I don’t want to watch

More movies of girls

Who only remind me of

What I’m not and who make me

Feel like i’m searching through Nylon.