She's not enough
she'll never
be
and this just means
she'll never
be free
She'll be the queen
until the end
longer, even
so she's hell bend
to escape
her milky castle
her pale grounds
giving her a hassle.
Her crown it weights
a thousand tons
her feet they hurt
from a thousand runs
her robes are suffocatingly tight
sticking to her with all
their might.
She does not want to be the queen anymore.
Yet she has no choice.
For she is not perfect yet.
For she'll probably never be.
This is the only way she knows how to fight.
And so she does.
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