From playing house to paying bills,
from being a princess to being seen lika thing.
Is the world I have grown up in been a farce or does the reality of the real world seem to escape me?

Have I been lied to and thrown into the land of fantasy, or was it a necessity to shield me from my ultimate reality?
I feel like Alice in Wonderland, although instead of a hat through which I can return to my world, I am stuck in this nightmare

Tiaras an teacups have been
replaced by meaningless jobs and illusions of freedoms.

Work hard , they say, but stay feminin.
Be independent, but not to masculine.
Hate men, for they are the enemy,
but pay attention and smile when they have seniority.

Little girl grows up to be defined by her titles: a mother, a wife, a daughter
but all she dreams of is being a princess of her own Castle.