This perfect little princess,
No one sees her pain.

The way she bottles it up inside,
She’ll most likely go insane.

She has everything she could want,
There is nothing else she needs.

How could she feel so unhappy,
In this perfect life she leads?

She has all the material things,
She can even get the guys.

But she’s searching for eternal happiness,
In this perfected life of lies.

If people only knew,
The thoughts that go through her head.
Maybe they’d reach out to this princess,
Before she ends up dead.

Luckily she’s afraid of death,
The thought of never awaking again.
Hopefully this fear stays with her,
So her life does not come to an end.

Everyone sees the small things,
They don’t make the connection.
If they were to look at the big picture,
They’d see it’s all an illusion of perfection.