Once in a land,
Far, far away,
A girl wish her prince would come,
Any day,
Any way.
She knew if she waited,
She’d have to wait longer.
And if she did that,
She would get stronger.

She was sick of waiting,
Day after day,
Her prince never coming,
To show her the way.
She couldn’t wait any longer,
She couldn’t possibly get any stronger.

She climbed out the window in her high tower,
Looking down at the ground below her,
Wondering if it was worth it.
Jumping down to the soft grass,
Possibly landing on her a**,
Just to get out of her tower to find someone.
Someone she didn’t even know existed.
She would be done.

She let go of the ledge,
Letting herself go.
Down, down, down.
Down to the ground.

Freedom flowed through her hair like wind,
Her dark hair tickling her cheeks.
Her feet touched the ground,
Her knees buckling from her weight.
She curled her toes around the soft green grass,
And finally she knew she was free.

She ran then,
Feeling good,
Feeling better than she knew she could.
She’d find her prince charming when her came,
Until then,
She’d love again and again.