Deconstruct

Look at this little girl
With Ribbons and Bows

She is a Masterpiece
And gentle as a doe

She has arrived
With stars in her eyes

She packed up her life
And looked to the wise

She honored and obeyed
Through all that she was taught

They decided she was done
Or so they had thought

She was set on a path
To conquer and create

Little did she know
That was not her fate

Rather it was decided
They had taught her too well

In her path of destruction
She giggled as they fell