Rapunzel Stays Home
A Different Kind of Agency
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair
But I do not know
What is out there
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I know that I should not be so scared
That my prince is waiting
But what if I bared
My soul to him and he denied me?
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Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair
I know you only want me
For my beauty fair
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I do not know what waits outside these walls
What kind of prince awaits me
And my skin crawls
At the thought of giving myself away
***
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair
I know that I am cruel
To make him stand there
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Is it the outside that I fear so?
Or is it the thought of my prince?
I don’t really know
Which is worse
***
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair
No, I don’t think I will
Go ahead, hate me; I simply don’t care
About the Creator
Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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