10/3/16
Standing in my kingdom
On the balcony above.
Looking out into the horizon
Watching pure white doves.
A sigh escapes my lips
My eyes shift downward.
Droplets of liquid sorrow fall down my cheeks
However not a sound is made.
The commoners look at me and they see a strong collected queen,
A woman who is good in all ways and not a sorrowful thought resides within.
One look behind the curtains
When the veil's been shut
Would show a different person
Would show a queen who's broken.
What else could I do?
What else but cry?
As long as no one sees,
No one would be there to judge me.
Not Mother,
Nor Father,
Not Brother,
Nor servant or maid.
As long as the curtains closed.
No one could tell me
"Suck it up"
Or
"Stop being like this."
Heh, they think I do this by choice..
As long as the curtains closed..
No one will ever know..
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Still feel this so hard..
-Raene-
