I sit upon a throne of thorns, wearing a starry crown that isn't mine. Yet I am not unearthly, feminin or divine.

Time likes to trick us, age unfolds turning memory askew. Gold rings that held no meaning, just the absence of you.

I made a declaration to my people, banned this thing they call love. I pulled Cupid from the sky, so he could no longer betray us from above.

I've ruled a kingdom with no king, I've destroyed in ruins end. I cast a match with neglect, causing damage to vast to mend.

Whispered warnings no one would hear, Gypsys predicted this fate that's  cursed. Take the warnings that they heed, and listen to The Empress Reversed.

Tired eyes fight to stay open,
This bus is far too cold,
People shuffling with awkward words spoken,
Most of us are on our phones.

This bus driver is a grumpy *******,
So he's just about ruined my day,
I haven't even got to College yet,
And I want the world to go away.

This routine is comforting,
As I know where I need to be,
But that doesn't mean it's not boring,
Morning's are tedious to me.

The air is cold and biting,
And I've got holes in my gloves,
Same goes for my shoes,
As the rain cascades from above.

I'm all alone in this big empty house,
But no one seems to care.
I swear people are so selfish,
although I am too so I guess that's fair.

I've spent most of my time listening to music,
Mainly because I hate silence and my mind is screaming.
I swear my sister was supposed to come round today,
although that could have just been me dreaming.

I've drunk far too much coffee,
and am on a caffeine buzz,
so all the books I'm reading keep jumping out at me,
Reminding me I'm stupid and I'm in love.

I went out for the day to refresh my mind,
But I come home to white noise,
the radio playing obnoxiously loud,
Trying to fill an empty void.

I'd never want to live alone when I'm older,
I'd get far too depressed,
Because family have only been away for 2 days,
And I haven't got the effort in me to get dressed.

Listening to little lion man,
Half eaten bowl of Spaghetti to my right,
Half drunk mug of tea to my left.
I've waited five hours,
But you still haven't shown up.

You told me you'd be here at two,
But you forgot because you're scatterbrained.
I text you at four and asked if you were coming,
You said "yes", but I don't believe you.

Because I remember waiting up until two am,
But you never came home.
I'd get a brief text message that you're staying out,
Because you're always staying out.

I miss you, I always miss you.
I barely saw you for five years,
Then I got you for a few months,
But I took it for granted cause I'm a ******* idiot.

I miss you,
I've lost my appetite,
Just like you've lost interest.
But I still ******* miss you.

I mean there are times I wish I wasn't a woman.
Times I've hated my *****,
Wished I didn't have periods,
And got angry at my ******,
But most of the time I'm alright with it.

I still get angry at my ******* though.
If men can show them why can't I?
I mean, Adam and Eve didn't wear clothes,
But then they realised they were naked.

I get angry that I'm a woman,
Because Men get ***** too.
They have emotions and they can be the damsel in distress.

But overall I'm relatively happy.
Even though this generation is ironic,
And gives me a ******* headache.

It must be lonely.
I swear last time you moved,
You told me you were lonely then too.

No matter that you'd come home,
To snuggle in your bed with your love,
But that didn't matter,
It didn't help.

Because you were lonely.