Defiant Princess

Mask Of Elegance

Perfect is the word

Perfect is my goal

To please the king and queen

I am now standing tall,

With the image of perfection that i have learn to act

Their one lucky parent

Thats what i have been told

But is it really luck that made me a beast on my mother's behalf

But dont be fooled by the elegance and charm
Im nothing but a peasant with a elegant mask.

To hide all the fears that im never allowed to have

I saw a boy yes he was charming but never did i end up loving.

I asked him to play but little did he know the game will last for 9 years.

It was a game of mind games and control

To feel superior and to gain power
That was my goal to impress the higher.

Once i have the boy's heart i broke it apart with grace. Now that his on his knees begging me please.

I stood tall i stood proud but little did the audience know i was breaking apart.

To see what i have done to see what i have because is this who they really want me to be.

A beautiful monster that is waiting to see who is the strongest competitor that she will acknowledge to be her husband to please

Seeing many people its too many to count what a boring state of life. Its with out a doubt.
but then i say a clumsy drifter who fell in front of me .

I look down at the clumsy drifter scoffing with annoyance. But then she lifted her head up to show me that delicate face

As the blood rush to her cheek with embarrassment

My heart rate quickens with such excitement

I held my hand out to help her on her feet a feeling of electricity run through my body.

What is this sorcery i said to my self i quickly let go of her hand only to feel empty and confused

I walked away from her to only wonder what just happen as i hear a sweet sound of an angel realizing its just her voice

Turning my head to hear her apologize for a mysterious accident that will later turn the world around

Moments later at a party with people to entertain i saw her again but this time i decided to play another game

Little did i know such delicate creature is the remedy for the untamed beast inside me

I pushed her around tested her if she will crumble and cry

But she still stood strong but obeyed every command

Pulling her inside a quiet room angry with the result of the game

I lost she didnt break she didnt cry i said to my self. Then i though no i cant lose i wasnt doing enough then i thought of something devious and i brought her lips to mine only to realize that i have really lost the game.

Because the minute i let her lips touch mine i found my self wanting to protect her to care for her.

My sweet delicate remedy

I let my mask fall for the clumsy drifter to see whats really behind the elegant mask was a lonely peasant begging for acceptance