Pink Corvette

Young naive girl,

You’ve never believed in yourself.

You clung to the shadows,

Never seeing your strength you young naive girl.

Never cared for a prince to save you,

Nor the wish of angels of your own.

No of course young naive girl,

Wishing of only saving you.

Endless days turning into long nights

Playing barbies creating a more pleasant life.

Oh how you wished to be one,

Wishing anything other than what came in the nights.

You’d been gifted a corvette,

Oh how the barbies road Unpaved roads.

Yes the only thing you wished now more than ever,

Was to escape in your very own pink corvette.