by Arcassin Burnham


do you ever find it alittle bit hard,
to treat you like a queen,
when your so far away,

when im just facing the scars,
they say your really mean,
but if anything your just into a phase,

you tend to talk to yourself,
when you get down some,
im hoping you'd let me in,

attack your mind with stealth,
letting the rain come,
dont think your life will end,

shes a queen to me,
all in my eyes,
but i cant see,

she rules me in an anatomy,
piercing my life with cries,
you were made for me.