Once there was a girl.

There was nothing special about her; short hair and face as plain as day.

However, there is one particular that would dismay.

She is a social divergent.

This isn’t because she was shy, Les I would tell a lie.

It is something darker and more sinister.

And that is fear; of life, of death, of love, of hate, of every human relationship known, and worst of all fear of fear.

Her mind soon becomes a tower made out of frightful thoughts.

In which she trap herself in, isolated from reality, she sits.

Mind racing, heart pounding.

 A wave of ill hearted theories mix in with regret covers her,

 Paralyzing her stupid.

See, she knows that her fears are imaginary.

She knows which is why she freely chooses to be a prisoner.

Making excuses that one day a prince would save her from her own mind.

She knows that would never happen, but she waits anyway.