Trapped in royalty

Saturday, July 31, 2010 at 11:13pm

New dress, New shoes
New coat, new tie
Rags to riches
Pesent to Royalty
Dirty to clean
This is the life of an ordinary to something extraordinary
They all admire from a far
Wishing they can be you and live your life
The life that is meant to be.

He has forgotten the rags and loves his riches.
More than midas loved his gold.
He is no longer the respected champion of the people.
His ring and spring cry many winters.
Wishing than he remained in his filthy rags.
Knowing his gold was nothing but blood.
Nothing but another mans blood.

He promised a princess she will be on her way. Thinking she was rescued but brought to another dungeon. She isn't waiting for a handsome prince to sweep her off her feet. Her heart still remains full of hope. Wanting to escape from the dungeon year, after year. In fear of all that she has. That one is to know. She remains in sorrow hoping for a forever escape. When the day comes she will no longer be his royalty. Trapped in royalty.