Princess

Almost everyday she'd hear her parents say,

"stick around, kid, the weather will get better!"

It was comforting but there was a blanket of gray.

She was taunted by chilly receptions and dead eyes.

"You don't like?!" "No." Why?!" "I just don't like her."

"She's never done anything to me. Just don't like her."

Oh, and they let her feel it. If you've ever read that

existential classic "The Trial" by the German Franz Kafka

then you could sympathize with the paranoia and unkind

eyes always upon you, judging, lying, always on trial but

you never know why & are never given the chance to stand.

However, she did stand-up for herself her own special way -

Chin up. Smiling. Polite. Kind. Generous. Complimentary.

Intelligent. The realization of "yeah, they are just jealous."

Being the official Princess now and just not name-called-that

She was quite confident she had taken the high road as the

sun shone brightly through the stained glass and in her mirror.

written 5:30 a.m. 4/7/11

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