Emma's Reason's

Emma Curew, can this be you?

What kind of man is this you've taken?

Can you not see, the kind of life that this would be?

You are mistaken

Time to awaken before it's to late

Before you forever determine your fate

But Simon, you knew I had to be free

What I choose to do is decided by me

From the day my mother died

My father full of good intentions

Treated me as though I were young child

Maybe his idea was just to wait until I grew up

And then look at me and hope that I'd be her

It's easy to accept that from a father

He'd rather things remained the way they were

But when it comes to a marriage

I must pick whom I prefer

I am not the weak young thing you're seeking Simon

Someone seventeen, obedient, and sweet

I am not the protege to waste your time on

I'm complete

In Henry's eyes, I see see what I am meant to be