She was the maiden in her own disaster
Always dreaming big but being told to be practical,
She was unique but afraid of being different than the others,
She was free, but her father always reminded her to stay within her limits,
‘Don’t change yourself for others’, her mother always told her,
‘Do it because you want to.’
But, she’s a complete stranger to herself now,
Not knowing what she wants or what she truly needs,
They’re all tangled up creating a nest of confusion for her to rest on.
Always so selfless never too selfish was her flaw,
Always putting others first that she wounded up getting the silver in her own race.
She was an unpolished diamond,
Always being mistaken for a pebble,