Princess to Peasant

Sun, 01/26/2014 - 19:06 -- mads

I'm a princess yet to be saved

laying hopelessly in her bed

wondering if I really am a princess


Looking in the mirror to see 

Something that really isn't me

 I'm not a good enough princess


Depression washes over 

I'm suddenly in too deep

I 'm not a princess any longer


Somehow I'm lonelier than before

Was he ever coming to save me

Was I ever a princess at all


Screaming and shouting for help

Funny that no one can hear

I'm just a poor peasant

They don't care




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