I remember a time when I could stand on my own. It wasnt the best of times, but I stood as me. I wasnt the perfect person, but I was me. Standing seemed to be so hard and all i wanted was for it to be easier. Then one day I came across this cruthch that was just sitting there not being used. It was made of pure gold and it called out to me. It was just what I seemed to need so I picked it up and started to use it. It was wonderful. It was so easy to stand while leaning all my weight on the golden crutch. I couldnt go anywhere without that beautiful crutch of mine. One day I met a beautiful princess. From that day forward she owned my heart and I wanted to make her my queen, but odd things began to happen. I began to hear stories of a crutch that carried a twisted curse to anyone who used it. Even the princess tried to warn me but I did not listen. But alas the stories came true. The crutch started to make things happen that i didnt want to happen. I was saying and doing things that without it I would never do. I was no longer standing on my own and I was no longer the person I wanted to be. I was in jeopardy of losing those whom i cared about. So I came to the conclusion that there was only one thing to do. The crutch has to go. Sure, it will be hard to remember how to stand and walk on my own. I dont care. I deserve the right to be me. And the princess is worth every moment that i can stand on my own and she deserves to see that. So I take this crutch and I give it up. I just hope that its not too late
