Stories live, Friends die

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Where stories live
And friends die
Where I'm begging on me knees
Praying I don't cry
Because this is it
My life has come to this

I smile so proudly
Like people adore me
But they are shunning me just the same
If I was idle
I wouldn't have this title
I wouldn't have this tidal wave sweep me away

I'm holding my breath
Praying for the best
Begging you to take me back now
But I just wasn't good enough for you
But they didn't see what I was going through
Only what they cared about was only themselves

And I will never breakthrough
So we still hang out
But only time can tell
I wrote only a few words
Yet you seem to think I conquered up hell
But it doesn't matter because you're the princess now

So go ahead
Take the crown
Because we are all your little peasants
So we will be submissive and bow down
But know that nobody ever stays the queen
Which is why you think I am mean

Nobody ever stays in power
Forever
So if you think I just had a power trip
Well no it was all in the name of politics
And now you'll understand
What it feels like

Because stories will live
But your friends will die
Because they won't like you
If you act sly
So if you think I was the worst
Well honey you wouldn't be the first

So go ahead take me place
Know that you're just as fake
You can never say you don't like me
Because now you are a replacement of me
I was queen and now you are
But I had the many more battlescars

In a week I know I'll see you her
Where are dethroned queen bees are
We are alone with each other
All of us just like the other
All dressed in pink
And all of us being called weak

You say you're better than me
But you haven't had a taste of power
But I know my reign was longer
Than yours is going to end up to be
So just give up the throne now
Because no ones there forever

Please you need to do it for the better
Because when you are in power you won't understand
Won't take no ones hand
But once you're dethroned you'll be just like
A dying pageant queen
An ex queen bee

Because this is highschool
Where stories do live
And friends do die
And when you are on your knees you're praying not to cry
And when you're dethroned you won't understand why
So I leave you with this my final warning

Just give up the throne
Cause girl after girl will take it
But the story needs to end now
Sure it will live on
Unlike your friends
But the story has to end

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