To the boy who thinks he is a man
To the man that thinks he is a king
To the king who thinks he is a god
A fake crown
You're nothing but a court jester fool
For your queen's own sick amusement.
To the girl who hides behind walls, a mask
Shooting bullets and words from around the corner of stones
Not knowing the damage until the blood seeps through the fortress walls
Not even you can break the walls you hide behind
A barrier made of tears.
To the duchess who tries and tries and tries, a broken music box
Trying to play notes she can't sing
You know you gave up long ago
Because the queen, you see, whispers behind her locked box
That you just weren't good enough.
YOU ARE READING
Words
PoesíaAngst /äNG(k)st/ noun a feeling of deep anxiety or dread, typically an unfocused one about the human condition or the state of the world in general. informal a feeling of persistent worry about something trivial.
