I See a Princess, You See a Pauper
I put you on a pedestal; you look down at me,
I rub your feet when you’re weary; you kick me in the face,
It seems no matter what I do or say, you will never see me the same way.
I hold you tight in bed; you take all the covers,
I hold your hair back when you’re sick; you vomit on my shoes,
I could give you the stars, the sun, and all the planets, too, you still would not view me like I view you.
I see a princess; you see a pauper,
I would move mountains; you would not move a muscle,
You do not see me as someone who is worthy, and I have accepted that’s how it will always be.