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I Don't Need to Be Rescued

Posted on the 11 September 2016 by Fizz @ThePoetsAlley
I fell in the water
and knew not how to swim or drown.
And society had taught that a princess
had to be rescued yo meet her Prince.
So I waited patiently for him.
First came a bird.
He promised to fly me away.
But as he gave a leg to save me, we realised
he was not so strong.
So he said he will go, eat and when his strength had regained, he wouldd come and save me.
He didn't come, but I saw him fly
with another of his type.
Next came a crocodile, but he appeared to be nice.
So I thought why not.
Oh! But was he wicked, he just tried to bite.
At first I thought it happened accidentally,
but then he continued and I had to escape.
But the scars are my lessons learnt.
Experienced and wise, I stopped a fish.
Asked him if he would teach me how to swim.
Then came a tortoise, followed by a frog.
They each taught me something,
and I could just leap out of the water.
I thanked my new friends and bid them goodbye.
But society wasn't happy.
You are a princess, they tried to remind me,
I had to act a certain way.
I asked them where they were when I was drowning.
They said, it was a lesson I had to learn.
I called them two faced bastards.
And they seemed shocked.
However, it had dawned on me,
That I really didn't care.
My life is my life.
My choices define me.
Why then must I behave
the way someone else wants me to be?
I am just a girl, trying to be a lady
in whichever capacity I want to mold myself to be.

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