Thread:Queen Desi/@comment-27149722-20161002215436

I was told about your purity, everything you did.

Your bravery, kindness, how amazing and generous.

What a hero you were to everyone.

I was told you were what I must become.

But now I'm not so sure what to think.

Some factors still haven't linked.

I've heard more about your past as I went along.

Maybe my old thought on you was entirely wrong.

I was told, you would never hurt a soul.

I was informed, how much they mourned

When you were gone. Your story passed on.

What do I think? What do I say?

Should I love you anyway? Or should I let go?

I used to look at your picture on the wall.

The pressure would crawl and crawl and crawl.

They wanted me to be the new Rose.

But I thought I couldn't be what they proposed.

But now, I know what you did.

How much of a hypocrite, you are.

You locked away someone who did the same thing.

You stopped somebody from existing.

Why? How could you?

I have always looked up to you.

They can try to make me understand, hug me and coddle.

But I think that I need a new role model. 