Beautifull as usual
with her bruises and her ego.
Does it run in her blood
To betray the ones she loves.
Pretty as always.
With her secret ways.
Does it run in her vains.
To deliver this much pain
And shes always calling names.
Filling people with shame.
Just her walk makers you stutter.
And when she says hello you only mutter.
Cause shes the best better then us all.
But this gorgeus princess will crumble and fall.
Cause thats the beauty of sucess.
It only ends in regret.
Cause the faster you fall.
Makes you better than us all.
So call us names gorgeus princess cause youre better than us all.
Come on beautiful lets see you crumble and fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem