10 June 2012

Buckle up princess,

You're in for a ride.

From this situation you've been placed in

You can't hide.

Your fortune gone,

Squandered and lost.

You feel pushed aside,

To the rubbish heap tossed.

No one here to help you now,

Daddy's gone

You don't know how.

Sweetheart pick yourself back up,

Take a sip from ambition's cup.

You gotta turn it around for yourself,

Get off your high horse, that shelf.

You gotta earn it now honey,

The luxuries that come with that money.

So sweetheart don't you dare cry,

Work to get back your paradise.

PoppyARiches To Rags • Opuss № I