Bonbon rose with many thorns,
Born spectacularly, i suppose
Waking up the entire hospital
They’ve danced to my tune…
Skin red as a lobster and soft
With blue-green veins and tuft
A ridiculous squalling creature
With alas, no redeeming feature
Except for crystal baby blues…
Which turned into a murky colour!
A compassionate child at heart
Spoiled rotten, there’s no doubt
In a world of treacle, fairy floss
With brainwashing t.v. and class
Striving for perfection everywhere
But health-wise, sloth would reign.
Oh, be cursed my love for sweets
Be covered in onix tar and combust!
For I desired jellybeans for breakfast,
And gold, shimmery honey as a snack.
The longing got so strong, I ate and ate
Until my self-esteem started to fade…
Surrounded by protective walls aplenty
Such as my army of toys and my books
Creating that enchanting fairytale,
Staying voluntarily ignorant to life…
Than the sudden rapping pain
Could no longer be ignored!
When the jeers did not wane
I decided to stop acting bored.
The feral grey wolf in me was starved
For revenge, to bathe in ruby blood!
But my heart was not in it, I retreated
After making a mockery of myself,
And profoundly scaring the intended
Targets with nary a soul, or so it seemed…
As I grew my mistakes tripled and took form
They put me in a cage, tormented my soul
Scornful voices telling me poisoned bluffs
Which they dipped in honey to tentalize
But I’m a free bird now, out of the gilded cage
My ruthless enemies they rage and rage…