There just Words (poetry)

Being free

She stands on the luscious grass, the dandelions tickling her feet the summer air dances around,playing with her hair the white gown she once wore had now been stained of mud and grass, something she knew a royal would have despised but she stood atop that hill her eyelids soaking and the gleaming sun overhead she was happy, not bounded by rules not destined to marry... not trapped
She wanted to run away from the world so cruel because they only wanted her if she was as wicked as them,
She wanted to run away from the life cycle that seemed to be stuck on replay and starting over and over again,
She wanted to run away from herself because she knew she was only truly beginning to see what they where Turing her in to
And she wanted to run away from what life created her into she didn't want to run having fear that when she did, she'd be loosing herself only becoming an empty shell of who that used to be and what they her turned into

She wanted to die