- Queen of Paper Crowns -

the pretty girl is off her throne

the only home she's ever known

lost control

her table's turned

her fluffy hair is caked with dirt

no one's there to hear her scream

the palace doesn't know it's queen

her skirts and shirts and embellished jeans

mean nothing

the doors pulse with her beating fists

tear-streaked eyes,

it's come to this

pinioned wings and beggars' dress

the bitter end of a princess