This is a short poem written from the point of view of a girl that is finally growing up and how understanding the cliche’s of the world aren’t actual realities. How loving yourself is alot more important than finding someone to love you.

I hope you enjoy it!

As a kid

I believed in fairytales

Where a prince would rescue me

And I would heal him

But reality struck hard

And no one came to save me

I got sick of playing the victim 

And got myself out of the tall palace

As a kid

I believed in fairytales

Where a prince would injure himself

And I would heal him

But reality struck hard

And I realised the prince isn’t the only one with scars,

That I cannot heal anything 

And He didnt want to always be healed

Much less he could never get rid of the scars

No matter what he took from me

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