Meera Mere

The Girl Who Grew Up

Meals once cherished turned greasy,

Beloved face lost its charm, oh so easy.

Fairytales became unrealistic, no longer a thrill,

Love desired turned fiction, a bitter pill.

And the little girl, she grew up.

 

Fond memories now mere pictures, a digital show,

Life lived through social media\'s glow.

Inherent beauty reduced to a mere figure,

Once captivating eyes seen as plain, no vigor.

And the little girl, she grew up.

 

The princess, once special, lost her allure,

Parents turned from heroes to irksome, for sure.

A sister once close, now distanced, apart,

The vibrant girl now a victim, a broken heart.

A once-boon, now a curse,

And the little girl, she grew up.

 

Radiant smile etched with wrinkles, a sign,

Intelligent mind frustrated with grades, a bind.

Perfection wrapped in figure\'s scales, a fight,

Lips that once spoke, now silent, out of sight.

The little girl I knew, she grew up