only when i see myself as a princess
my hair curled and frozen in perfect strands
the end of my dress so heavy i have to pick it up to walk
my eyelids consisting of several sky-blue shades
do i see myself
as an equal to him
what is wrong with me?
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only when i see myself as a princess
my hair curled and frozen in perfect strands
the end of my dress so heavy i have to pick it up to walk
my eyelids consisting of several sky-blue shades
do i see myself
as an equal to him
what is wrong with me?