She was, since the day her mommy found out she was pregnant, to her daddy…
Her daddy’s princess, she’d never imagined, to be anything else, her daddy loved her, cherished her so, gave her any and EVERYTHING she asked him for (save for the moon, the sun, the stars, b/c he’s not an astronaut!!!). And she was content, living as such, a beautiful, bedazzling princess everywhere she went, until the day.
That day, it’d, changed her life, she rammed into someone else’s car (yes, she’d finally learned to DRIVE too!!!), and, she flew into an instant panic, and fled the scene, drove that car with the dent on the hood, quick as she could, back home.
As her father saw her pulled up, this time, unlike any other, he’d not, rushed outside, and embrace her into his arms, instead, what greeted her was, his cold and DEAD stare, as she’d told him what had happened. She shouldn’t have run, she should’ve waited until the cops arrived, and made sure that the other individual in the other car was okay, but she didn’t…
Her daddy’s princess, well, that ended, too little, too soon, before she’d matured enough to be able to, rule her own world like a queen, she’d lost her virginity, and, ever since, she was, her daddy’s princess, NO more!
Her daddy’s princess, that, is what all little girls are, right? Well, there are, various types of princess, princesses who’d swept up the floors, those who’d become like those blown-up, air-filled plastic dolls that men “relieved” themselves on, or those that you see, in almost NOTHING (a see-through negligee???), standing on the corners of those streets, flashing that come-hither look at all the male drivers.
to something like this…not my photograph…
She was, her daddy’s princess, NO MORE! She’d, refused, to go back to her old ways of life, of relying on men, to give her ALL the needed attention, she’d learned, the HARD way, to stand up on her own, to survive for nobody else, BUT herself, to live, for herself, and herself only!