Mindlessly trapped princess

filled but empty

She was surrounded by people..
The room was filled..
Everyone bowed down to her and looked at her in absolute awe..
Such was the effect of her beautiful presence...
She was constantly under their gaze...
The hall was filled with people..
Who loved her..
Her presence..
Her aura..
They admired her..
She was their princess..
But in her mind..
It made her suffocated..
All the attention made her crazy..
No one heard the mindless screaming of her heart..
She wanted to run away to some unknown land..
To be left alone..
Not wanting to smile anymore..
Not wanting to dance anymore..
Who was she...
The princess everyone thought she was..
The beautiful and proper princess they said she was...
The epitome of grace...
One of a kind in her vast kingdom...
Her destiny was predestined..
She would make a fine princess for her Prince charming..
Till then she had to wait, they said..
But she always wondered..
Who was she..
In her mind.
She felt trapped in their image..
She wanted to be her own self..
But she had no idea who she was ..
After the loud celebrations of their apparent image of her...
She retrieved to her bed..
Looked at the crystal ceiling...
It glittered..
She wondered how....
It seemed as though the crystal glass walls were engulfing her existence..
Mocking at her state...
She looked for somethin under her pillow as she lay on her bed..
She found her diary...
Took her book and started to pen her thoughts...
She confided in it but..
She wanted to know
Her true self..
Away from their gaze and their expectations of her exceptional goodness, beauty and grandeur,
What could she do, she thought as she let slumber over power her...