A princess...that's what i've been told i would grow up into. And forever more i will be a princess. Its such a lovely thought when you think about it as a child.

A pretty young lady sitting on top of her magnificent castle while she awaits her handsome young prince to carry her off to the alter on his white horse.

A beautiful dream...

But it was nothing but a beautiful lie!

A princess is one of those people who you pity every time you open that tabloid magazine. Her sweet smiles and pretty dresses slashed with headlines full of mockery and critiques. A princess must always smile no matter what.

Even when she is thrown into a cage of ferocious lions. The interest of her people must always be her first priority.

To live a life that is no longer just yours, that is what makes a true princess.

I've been doing my best all this while to escape from living the life of a princess yet somehow it keeps coming back at me. Running and screaming no longer helps. Being a child right now will not get me the things i want. My freedom is once again stolen away from me.

Is this the life i really want to lead for the rest of my days? Being nothing but a mere doll who never changes its emotions but only to stare blankly ahead as the walls start crumbling down.

I'm so tired right now...i just want to sleep.

I don't want to be a princess anymore.

I want to be me again.