Why are you speaking
in a monotone?
Your eyes tell me nothing,
and you're as still as stone.
That weight on your shoulders
is weighing you down.
You're not able to escape,
you're tethered by the crown.
People think they know you,
but all they know is a name.
I know you,
because we are one and the same.
I am scared for you,
as your eyes grow empty.
Scared for you,
and what only I seem to see.
The pretend memory of happiness in your eyes,
and fake smile on your face
People always believe the lies.
They never notice your fall from grace.
You don't even have your own future,
it's the expected dream.
Nobody, save for me,
sees the real you,
that's labeled as
the typical
homecoming
queen.
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