Princess

What happen to our little Princess?
You were like an angel, a beautiful flower embraced by the sun,
and every one surrounding you.
Now you have an attitude, it is a disrepute;
people hardly know you, and they don't even like you.
You are acting so grown, because you had a baby,
born outside of wedlock, at the tender age of fourteen.
Take a look in the mirror Princess.
Are you comfortable with the person you are looking at,
and the things you are doing? You need to humble yourself.

Dressing so provocative,
tatoos and peircing all over your skin,
moving back and forth like a nomad.
You are like an artist with no true vision,
and the sense of where he's supposed to be.
What about your feature? What about that dream you had?
It is impossible to be a doctor without that education,
and that proper health, you are depriving yourself.
Prostitution, and crack cocaine, have become your best friends.
They don't care about you. They don't even know your name.
You are just a vulnerable mind and body, they enjoy playing with.
Life is not a game Princess. The decisions you make,
they will determine the direction and the strength of your wings.
Which one do you want?
Broken wings that cripples and deserts your life,
or wings that take the initiative and give you the ability to fly.

You are a disappointment, a treacherous storm,
waiting to tear your world apart.
You have already created enough mess;
no one wants to get involve.
Go and do something productive with your life,
spend some quality time with that baby you procreated.
It doesn't take a lot from you;
you don't even provide for that child.
How do you expect him to survive?
He has needs, just like those bad habits taking your last dime.

Now you are so ticked with the world;
your life is full of pain and frustration.
You thought having a baby was fun;
it would bring happiness to your life,
and closer to that loser you call your man.
But he tricked you, and disappeared from your eyes.
Now you are crying,
this is not the time for self-pity or shame;
you need to be on top of your game.
This is an opportunity to escape your pain, and improve your life.

Finally, you realize the mistakes you have made;
dry those tears and be a big girl.
You can't turn back the hands of time,
but it is not too late to turn your life around.
Pursue that dream; the sky is the ultimate...
pretty soon you will discover your wings, and you will fly again.
Freedom is insight; free your body and that caged up mind.
God is wonderful Princess;
His benefits and possibilities are countless.
Your life is precious, and very soon you will find your strength,
and become that beautiful flower you were meant to be.

-By Stephanie McKenzie