they say the crown is always heavy but i wonder if they truly know:
how it wears you down like a stone around your neck and leaves you begging for a gulp of air. how it snaps your wings and reins you in, how it takes and takes from you like the most experienced of thieves.
and i wonder if they’ll ever see what the crown really took from me:
my love, my heart, my freedom, whipping past me like the ocean breeze i’m not allowed to get in touch with anymore;
and yet how grateful i am still —
for the countless hungry strangers that try to rob me of this newfound glory i did not ask for, and how they try to decorate their precious crown with the jewels they’ll readily steal from my very veins, red and rich like rubies.
but most of all, i wonder if they realize:
each scar, each fat drop of blood, each tear is a new day their sharpened knives and monstrous teeth have missed my lifeline.
Forget blank pages I wanna live my life amazin’, outrageous It’s short but when I step on the stage, woah Then my head flew off the page What you want from me? Can’t you see what I could be? Purple crown my possibility
I’M SO HAPPY BECAUSE THIS PLAYS BACK SO MUCH BETTER ON YOUTUBE THAN ON MY LAPTOP. I feel like YouTube is pretty much dead in terms of editing and I think this is my best video yet sO likes/comments would be super appreciated! <3