princess

A girl in a palace
who all are most proud of
But is one who has more beauty
With moral stuffs off

Someone who is often immodest
A girl who always knows royalty
One who often lacks sense
For her lies all loyaly

no matter how long one stays
Her head is full of dresses and balls
Only when the kingdom lose the field
will she know what means by falls

Despite many a work
Her dignity will collapse
No one can find out what to do
She wont forget the time which will lapse

Her world was when she was praised
For the beauty she held
Her heart is not poor
Her self was stuck in a shell