i remember seeing him
in every little dream
my knight in shining armor
too bad, little one
you grow up
12 years old
you cry and you wonder what went wrong
why can't you just like princes?
why can't a knight be enough?
why do you want a hard life, little girl?
why do you want a wife, little girl?
maybe it happened because you stopped going to church
maybe it just happened
all you know is that it hurts
and you cry alone in the shower because all your friends will think you're a freak
but maybe you can do it
focus on one boy
let him be your prince
let him make you believe you want this
watch every musical with pretty duets
wish on every star for that exact feeling
just not with her
you will make it like this, for a while
until you lie awake at fifteen
staring your mistakes in the face
and it doesn't hurt so much anymore
go to sleep, little one
and dream of a princess
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bodies, bibles, blood (and other poems)
Poetrythis is my first (very small) collection of my poetry. it is a compilation of ten of my poems. i write about myself, my thoughts, and my identity sometimes. most of the time i just write about girls. trigger warnings for mentions of self-harm, death...
