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.