You were the king to my kingdom,
That was once meant to br my home.
But you locked your little princess in a room of her own.
It seems your royal highness that you tend to mistake, your little princess for a dog and your maid.
You were meant to teach me beauty,
That I held deep inside.
Instead you defined my selfworth as worthless and destroyed my pride.
Your voice is like an ocean,
Always wavy by it's stormy seas.
You can't even tell what it is your daughter needs.
It isn't a your laws carved into stone,
It's a father who loves his daughter and will never make her feel alone.
