royalty.

the queen is dead.
long live her legacy.
in absence, an heir to be found.
this is where i can be found.
i've wandered the castle,
never leaving the walls.
the king is searching,
and this is where i can be found.
the servants, the secrets.
a princess in waiting.
a throne, left cold.
a mythical crown,
but this is where i can be found.
in all the storybooks in the world,
a story like mine.
a magnificent telling,
a horrible design.

tell me the story again,
relate it to my soul.
you opened my eyes,
a new perspective to see.
these words aren't mine,
and never will be.
i stockpile them,
a dungeon.
i count them,
a lie.
my coronation,
a dream.
the one who ran,
come to die.

you get yours
if i get mine.
three dresses, sparkling,
and a cape made of fur.
you're so much more
than you ever were.
i never understood
your reason or your processes.
you are a machine of hate,
but you love so instantly.
a servant to the royalty,
but you defy so easily.
tell me your secrets
from behind the throne.
you told me i'd lose,
but i already lost.
deep in the forest,
i'm already lost.


take these things and
run from me.
run far away.
a new castle is waiting,
a new prince,
a new life.
the crown may be different,
encrusted with different
jewels and gems,
but it fits all the same.
you will wear it and you will smile.
you will rule and you will smile.
and when you cannot perform,
exchanging duties for masquerades,
you will lay your head under the guillotine,
and you will smile.

this world is made for average,
but i am so much more than that.
a royal, a princess.
run away from here, princess,
your crowning awaits.
navigate the trees,
defy your fate.

we are not the same.