The Girl Who Cried Rose Quartz ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm Primrose "The Girl Who Cried Rose Quartz" The perfect girl The golden child Or should I say The golden twin The spotlight That's all..... Me But I depicted my life To be different Then what it is now I will be forever guilty Of what I had caused For my sister Iris She was always second The silver to the gold The second place And I was a fool to think That she was happy in my shadow But the truth was spilled She wasn't And she was sent off On a ship Far, far away To the Caribbean Islands And my ruthless parents Did not even have the sliver of kindness The thought that it was their own daughter And sent her away Without even funding her And Iris..was gone Sent away with only a small sack Of bread and a wilting iris flower Quoting my parents when I say "It'll remind her of how she was wilting too And how she failed at life with us How she was a disgrace Like this iris flower" And me Who loved her the most Didn't get a single say And was forced a life With my heartless parents Setting the expectations for my family Without a word in my opinion Like I was their minion Afraid Alone Frightened Trying to live the life My sister wanted In her blessing
Based off of the legend of the girl who cried crystal tears (It's a very intriguing legend, also my inspo for this) Here's Iris's POV in case you don't want to scavenge my profile for it: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1142823544/
