Still a child with a wrinkled face
Looking for answers and a bit of a chase
Searching for something to secure a place
That raises her higher than the current space
There's always something that nags beneath
And won't relax until snatches a kiss
Vanity rises and shows its face
All-too-ready to appear, just like this!
It's worth a minute to note its existence
And greet it, embrace it with a bit of distance
Indulge it and ignore it all at once
Its only game is to win against all odds.
While freedom resides just an inch below
It knows no pain, its job is to glow
Don't be enamored with the surface or skin
Bid it farewell, you will know the queen.
