Little Miss Mary Lue Poem by Craig Mize

What's wrong little Miss Mary Lue,
Why are you sitting down looking so blue?
Did you find out that them pretty little lies,
Was nothing but the ugly truth?

Did you finally realize he was a wolf,
Dressed up in the finest sheep clothing.
Straight up played you like a game,
And there you was providing the tokens.

You was falling deeply in love,
He told you lies to obtain your trust.
He was madly in lust.
Now you feel like giving him sex is a must.

Nineteen years old, just an innocent child;
Falling victom to deceit, life is so damn wild.
Steady searching for love in between your thighs,
Living a nightmare but to afraid to open your eyes.

So tell me little Miss Mary Lue,
Are you going to continue looking blue?
Or are you going to realize that the past don't make you.
Keep your head up and don't let downfalls break you.

You see we all have trials and tribulations,
But its my obligation to give you this education;
To teach how to be the queen that you truly are,
And show every other princess how to avoid these kinds of situations.