The one

I’ve realized that you are a star,
I thought we were close, but you are very, very far.
But you know I see, you indeed are small,
And your medieval mind even made the peaceful dead crawl.
Once I fancy going out, but Woah!
It turned out I was stupid to think so.
When I left, I was a princess,
and all of a sudden, they wanted me to dream less.
And there were “ladies” to screw over; then there were you to faithfully cover.
They didn’t care for once,
but all I wanted was a chance.
A chance to prove that I am someone,
someone you can’t ignore for the dumb but pretty one.
But no they never wanted the one which was simple and easy,
they thought I was a flower and call me a daisy.
And anyway, I found you on the top,
so never thought to compete and stopped.
And we were cool, so it never mattered,
“I wish I would be like him,” always wondered.
But I think it was my mistake I saw you from there,
I should have already seen you from down here.
I got to know you were no that smart,
you just supposed you were a king and start.
But you know I don’t wholly blame myself,
They all are big bloody bastards, I can’t help.
I tried to be helpful, but now you won’t see me in the color green,
because yes, I left as a princess, but now I am fucking “QUEEN.”
