Beauty can open doors... or keep one locked in.
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She is just a wind-up toy,
boxed in by society,
placed upon a pedestal
like some deity.
She’s praised for grace, a pretty face,
but not for what she thinks.
So she’s learned to pose, to smile,
like some silent sphinx.
Deep inside a silent
voice whispers of rebellion.
A spark ignites within her heart;
she’ll be Daddy’s little hellion.
She’ll make choices, not because –
but to simply be against.
She’ll finally find salvation
not in what’s seen, but sensed.
“So much potential” they’ll say
and what waste it seems…
All because, when she was young,
no one listened to her dreams.
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