She had such grandiose ideas
So much bigger than her means
She believed she was the queen of all
Superior in her dreams
She thought the world revolved around
Her and her alone
She assumed she took the spotlight
The pinnacle and throne
But when illusion fell away
She felt her truer state
A normal girl; normality
And nothing quite so great
An equal one; part of a crowd
Where ego took a dive
A place not so salubrious
But still a place to feel alive
For everyone should feel that they
Are treasured and unique
Cherished for what they contribute
Distinctive and not week
Supported by all other folk
To thrive prosperously
But by the same uphold the rights
Of others equally
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