Because I am with myself all the time. Everything I do is needless effort, your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, it turns away like running feet in the mist, seeing God for the first time, I cannot see in your soul, do not enter mine, you may or may-not find what you want.
cursed with dark magic from taking the wrong path, a girl made her way towards the masquerade ball. many had told her not to take the shortcut, but her shoes were blistering her heels and hurting her toes.
it was only a shortcut.
knocked out by a strong wind, waking with no recollection of what happened, she continued.
the ball was extravagant and many were there. the crown prince was present with his eye on the girl with the antelope mask. how delicate it was made and how smooth the material was, the beauty of her must be stunning from underneath.
they danced all night until the party began to die, and it was then that the prince wanted to know the identity of his love. but the mask was stuck tight to her face, and embarrassed the girl. she spoke about the shortcut, and the prince knew.
his true love cried before him, but his father would never let him marry a girl in a mask. so she ran away with the treacherous thoughts in her mind, with the crown prince shouting from behind.
she ran until her feet wouldn’t, and found herself in the darkest parts of the forest.
The Little Mermaid gave up her voice so as to be near her beloved prince and that’s how little girls are taught from the earliest age that as women the price to pay for love will always be their silence.
“You’re going to do great things” She says to me “I get that a lot” “But I never really know how to respond” And I don’t know why You’d think after so many times I’d be able to formulate a response I’m not used to it after so many times So many adults with that same look “You’re going to do great things” And it’s not something everyone hears There’s not a manual on how to react Sometimes it hurts Because I often feel like I can’t live up to those expectations I am made of those expectations And I wanna make it one day I want to show them That I am made of more than the same type of joke and the same ferocity towards grades I’m willing to fight back But maybe that’s not a great thing Because that’s an incredible thing The fight I’ve placed inside myself to keep going could be incredible But they told me I’ll be great Leading marches and showing kids just how fun being alive can be I am so desperate for the next high that I would do anything for it This world is full of highs to reach And maybe great things are relevant I try to be someone people admire And pausing at railroad crossing signs isn’t how most people accomplish it But I’m so adrenaline filled that sometimes the people in the trains wave back Throw your energy into someone else I wanna go home To a sketchy town Where no one ever looked at me like that “I know you’re going to do great things” My brain is on fire Picking apart the way they try to look me in the eyes when they say it I used to look back And now I look above the head and beyond what is capable of being displayed physically People stopped judging my performances when I was twelve Because it got too much “Sometimes I forget it’s you” she confessed “You stare into my soul, I can’t explain it” There is hurt here That cannot be mended by fourteen year olds Who are told all too often That their expectations are going to climb so high that they’ll never come down That was the high they’d been trying to reach
I sit by the window Staring out with hope Gloomy face eyes low Captive in this castle A solitary dreamer Waiting for the one Riding with her sword My dauntless damsel To rescue me away far-far away from this deranged world
I wonder though What amuses you more Am I less of a man Or do you doubt A woman's valour Capable of Creating Life in her **** Open your petty mind Break thy stereotypes Crush the misogyny Prove to the feminine soul Chivalry isn't dead anymore
I'd wonder how I got so high Up in this glass sea of a sky But I have you to teach me why You woke my wings so I could fly A Prince, you are, that's way too kind You've seen my worth within your eyes But I won't lie and say I mind When all is taken, we're just guys
A battlefield you met me on A place you had no place to be I, a poor kid, my life was gone But you of all were royalty And sought me out risking your name No one would have thought you were sane Yet saving me, you did, with glee For that, I am truly happy
Two kids of war Now Groom and Groom A tale of sorts Should have some room We've made it far Just you and me A lot was hard Sometimes crazy My ever after And Forevermore Thank you, my king Whom I adore
Xasriel Dawn, Prince of Munitus Vanul Dawn, Bridegroom to Xasriel Dawn