| My Kingdom |
| If I choose to live my life as some enchanted princess, Who am I hurting? If I exude an aura of dignity, beauty and grace, Am I not all of those things? What do you care if I ride a unicorn through the waterfalls of my dreams? Are you afraid I might be happy? Does it scare you that I might somehow escape the reality that you drudge through everyday? When you say to me, "Who do you think you are?" Is what you really want to know, "How can I be more like you?" Do you try to tear down my castle's walls just because you don't understand what goes on inside? Can you find it in your soul to leave my kingdom be and perhaps create one of your own? Felicia Diane Larson |
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