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 behind—
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