Decide, don't change your mind No chance to find a perfect kind Settle, for less or more, no matter Settle, take roots and open up Settle on something, for God's sake But please do not continue playing an innocent When your arms are stained in red I read some time ago that princesses Exist only as dreams to keep us happy What seems a princess now Will grow an ugly vail Once the poison of her flesh loses its hold On your thoughts, hopes, and impulses And you will see the truth behindβ An ordinary, vulnerable, human In the same timeline and location Missing out On something that could be in her arms Lest she kills the idea in infancy