What's it take to be perfect
To be golden or stone
To gain the respect
To not break my bones
What's it feel like to sit upon a throne
And wear a dazzling crown
But for me to be alone
And always looking down
You must feel superior to me
But you just wait
One day you will see
I will be great
I will have my chance
To show the world
That I am more than a glance
YOU ARE READING
What Lies Beyond
PoetryAnd while we may feel lonely, we learn that we're not alone.
