I'll never amount to that girl.
I can never measure up.
I'll never be in her shoes.
Always the princess I'll be.
Cause I can never measure up.
Always looking for a King
I'll never be the Queen.
All this anxiety has a grip on me.
The dreams I hold dear
They will never be,
I got a nak for not being me.
They don't see, all these tears I bleed
Cause the tears come only silently.
They speak to me the only truth I can see
Cause this life I live, is so recklessly
I need a savior, a Knight in armor
Send me a King only I can see.
Cause she's where I want to be,
it hurts so devastatingly.
How could I let this be
The life I don't want to see
Always looking for a King
I’ll never be the Queen.
All these thoughts in my head.
Have nowhere to escape.
They are haunting me.
Reminding me of the past
All the mistakes I made.
Revealing the ones I’m making on ash.
I'm real good at burning things down
It doesn't take long for me to be running around
Bare feet against burning coals
Still I walk with my head high
no one can bring me down
Round and round
Circles I go round
Always looking for a King
I'll never be the Queen.
Stuck in this misery
Must be how the princess can frown
All the royalties
never the crown.
I'll never be the Queen.
About the Creator
Hay Collins
Love. Faith. Happiness. Family. Artist, Writer, Photographer.
I write short stories and poetry of bits and pieces of my life as I navagate my way through it each and every day. I also tend to write other scribble.
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