The Dress

You tell me I look beautiful

That nothing on this earth can compare

But there is no disguising the tone in your voice


You know how I despise it

Yet you strangle me with it

Till my eyes bulge


The frilly sleeves are cutting me

Leaving braclets adorned with rubies

Yet you ask whats wrong


And as tears of vinegar

Run down your face you wonder

"Oh why would my little princess leave me?"


Thats why


No matter how hard I try

I'm still

Wearing

The dress


A/N: not my best thats for sure i just wanted to try editing a poem I had posted on my old account

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