ᴀ ᴘᴏᴇᴍ ʙʏ ʙᴇʟʟᴀ ᴘᴀʟᴍᴇʀ

In gleaming halls, a tale to unfold,

A curious mind, a story yet untold.

I dreamt of meeting him, my idol so grand,

Billionaire inventor, the genius with a mighty hand.

But fate had other plans, it seemed,

For my actions lead to chaos, never to supreme.

My heart sank, my spirit torn,

With the impression I made, I felt forlorn.

An orphan, she said, with no family in sight,

Yearning for guidance, longing for light.

I thought he would be different, someone who'd care,

But his anger and dismissal left me in despair.

Does he not remember the girl he cast aside?

The one who looked up to him, her heart open wide.

In fancy parties and wealth, his world so grand,

Does he ever think of me or just wash it from his hand?

Now I wonder, "Was it all in vain?

A hero's heart masked by fame's reign?"

I thought he cared; I thought he knew,

But his actions spoke a different view.

I won't let this define me, this shattered dream,

For in my strength, a new path does gleam.

I'll spin my own tale; no need to borrow,

And show the world I am more than sorrow.

Left alone, abandoned and bruised,

My faith in idols forever confused.

I'll rise above with resilience and grace,

Embrace my own talents, finding my place.

I may be young, a fifth-grader small,

But my dreams and ambitions stand tall.

Through words and melodies, my spirit will soar,

Proving that even a young girl can achieve more.

So I'll rise from ashes, now to roar.

A phoenix of resilience forevermore.

With inner fire, my own path I'll trace,

In this curious heart lies my destined place.

Let the incident be a lesson learned,

In adversity, a fire within me burned.

I'll write my story with courage and might,

For I am Bella Palmer, the girl who shines bright.