Slapped On The Crown

Movement hands of clock show,

And the time it grows

Determines movement of  her feet

And how her character wretches treat.

 

Defender of wretch gawks her bright

As he is the scanner and has got right.

She distorted puts her eyes down;

Appears the princess slapped on the crown.

 

To him, this lets her shy,

But in reality, her deepest breath cries.

She's got a dimple complementing  a beautiful smile;

Unnoticed and moving very fragile.

 

Getting permission is completing a mission.

Ask ten times, tolerate  their aggression.

10 pm? That will be too late, No...

Dad, all my friends are coming, please let me go.

 

You don't know society, it's gonna fall on us like a hailstone. 

You are a girl, act like the one and don't ask me again.

And don't talk in my eyes; put them down.

This time again the princess was slapped on the crown.