Little Girl

One day I will make you proud

I will make all your dreams come true

I will channel back into the younger me

Who wasn't afraid of anyone or anything

Even though I am still fearless

I fear some things

But that doesn't make me any less fearless

For who could ever quit being scared of the dark

Where all the ghosts live

While they play with all your demons

But walking through all your storms doesn't make you weak

It makes you brand new

And it's never a bad day to be brand new 

For nothing stays the same

Even diamonds change

Until then keep your chin up little girl

Or your imaginary crown might fall

And princes don't exist

So it will be you who picks it up


This poem is about: 
Our world


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