there`s a young women like no other

so beautiful it seemed as though she came out of a fairytale

and a mind so full of wonder and knowledge that it radiates off her very being

she would look at her self in the mirror with such disguise

she saw a peasant

while others saw a princess

she would cross paths with people. they would ask for her heart

she seems to just give it away on a wim. the people who held it had dirt on there hands. she she desperately hoped this time was different not full of cruelty and pain. it happened again and again over and over

her heart is drenched in fear, dirt and pain

so oblivious of her own self worth

she soon felt like a rag that`s been overly used

so exhausted.

she doesn`t want to be like this any longer

she looked in the mirror

it glowed with such a spectacular light. it wasn`t just light but the greatest hope and love known. it engulfed her and her being

she no longer saw a peasant but a powerful princess

worthy