Princess

There is a point in our childhood who are princesses and barbies are our goal to be.

Wrapped in silky fabrics, gorgeous outfits, and glamorous heels.
Where boys are gross and daddy's girl forever you willing to be ...

We believe in happily ever after, in sweet dreams and true love kisses.
We fantasize with the charming prince ...

Later on reality comes and you notice is not as easy as it seems.
You start craving tastes, likings and beliefs.

You morphe into something unique,
You start trusting, become disappointed.
You start withering, creating spines.
Closing thyself.

The cocoon becomes a cactus.
Whose flower will bloom at the right time?
With such magnificent colors, all the bees will enthrall.
Her sweet elixir took them by surprise.

Look at that gorgeous flower, don't rip it apart.
Great times past but now its the time!

Allure, delight, hypnotize.
Create a commotion.
But baby never forget to shine!