clean.

i live in an isolated tower

away from the dangers

of someone’s grasp and grimy hands.

i’m untouched,

i am clean,

maybe there i can be free.

i close my eyes

and i see,

a little girl smiling peacefully. 

i try to find myself

but end up lost in the dark.

i search for the switch

only to discover 

the room i’m in has no light

and no way out. 

i won’t wait for a white horse,

for someone to tell me to let down my hair.

because i am no princess,

and you can’t save someone that doesn’t want to be saved.