Good Luck to Your New Jester

I bid you farewell
Keeping my distance
I see the real person

That you were
You are
And will be

Leaving me you said gently
It was for the best
Soon you will see

Right now what do I see
I see hurt and pain in front of me
Curing my wounds alone

You weren’t right
My friends were
They have always been

I can still remember
How I defended you
When they doubted you

I guess you are unworthy
But I’m happy
You know why?

Because another jester
Is there right beside you
For your toying

You may last
You may not
But I’ll be there

I’ll be there to laugh at your jester
When you ditch him like you ditched me
When you lie to him like how you lied to me

I’ll live to see how your strawberries turn sour
And you’ll only be the maidservant of a princess