You think
You are so ordinary, so plain.
The world has no interest in you.
What you do,
Where you go,
How you feel,
Nobody cares.
You think
Life is real despair.
But hang in there,
And let me explain.
To me,
You are neither ordinary nor plain.
Instead,
You are special,
You are fair,
You are gentle,
You are kind.
You are all I am interested in,
Everything I care.
The world can parade all the gorgeous princesses,
But I'll always pick you,
The true princess,
Again and again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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