Fantasy

Once upon a time there was a girl,
Who believed she lived in a fantasy world.
She grew up with parents who forced her to wear
Pretty pink frocks and bows in her hair.
Now she's fifteen and has no care for boys.
She still braids her dolls' hair and plays with her toys.
All her classmates mock her and tug her curls
They tell her to play with the five year old girls.
She has no friends and hangs round by the gym
A boy approached her, his friends laughed at him.
"I think you're pretty." the boy said, quite shy
The girl's ears perked up and she widened her eyes.
"You do?" she whispered, and straightened her bow.
"I do," he replied "But I really should go."
They continued to whisper, and he still loves the girl
Who thinks she lives in a fantasy world.