Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2019
In matters of
Being a knight in shining armor
What makes up Prince Charming?
Is it the gleam of his smile
Or the boom of his voice
Is it about his skills
With a bow and axe
Or does it rely more on his
Valiant heart
His code of honor
When I was a girl
I would always pretend
I was a princess locked away in a tower
If I’m being honest
Playing pretend was more like a projection
The creaking castle doors in my fantasies
didn’t look much different from the slammed ones at home
And the part they don’t tell you about growing up
Is that the roofs may change
But what’s underneath never really does
I was always looking for my Prince Charming
But lately,
I have realized that I am royalty
With out the slaying of dragons
And true love’s kiss
So the question that keeps coming back to me
I am really a rescue mission?
Or does the princess save herself in the happily ever after?
victoria elizabeth
Written by
victoria elizabeth  23/F/Atlanta
(23/F/Atlanta)   
62
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems