Iris→ Proper young lady

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When I was a little girl, my mother told me my future

As her daughter, I must never lack

Lucky for her
I was a natural at being the best

My father loved me dearly
A little too much at times

I had the love of the masses

Lived up to the expectations of the countries

Graduated to being a role model for my generation and the next

Yet in the end
How could I stay?

I did everything flawlessly
But was never flawless

I had effortless beauty
But there was much effort

No matter my achievement
There was more

The next step of this Proper young lady, I had to marry

No

For the first time, I refused to perform well

Perfect bride?

Never
I was not going to be married off

That Prince
That BOY
Doesn't deserve me!

Nor did he want me

So I ran

I was a Proper young lady no longer

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