The Prince

a poem by Barako Keiko

A prince,
Is that really what I have become?
Or am I just a little girl,
Still trapped,
Still suffering deep inside,
Waiting to be rescued.
Once upon a time,
That’s how it goes isn’t it?
A long time ago,
To continue the fairy tale.
There was a young princess,
And her fairy tale was shattered.
A love that was not real.
That’s what I held on to,
For so long,
Wishing for my prince.
But now,
Now I have a real love,
Although I know it is wrong.
I know I shouldn’t love him.
But I do,
And there is nothing to be done about it.
I want to become Noble,
I want to rescue people,
But in this world,
Is that even possible?
Is it possible that a girl can be a prince?
I don’t know,
But I have to try.
I have to save the princess,
To prove that I can,
To myself,
To my prince,
I have to prove that I have not lost hope.
I have to prove that I can save her.
I have to.
Even though,
I need to be saved myself.

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