you are a tyrant,
invading my territory,
pushing past my
borders,

dictating my thoughts –
my kingdom,
my realm.

and i am your queen
bowing to your
selfish demands.

you say
off with her head,
so i lose my mind,

succumbing to the waves of
your superiority.
i am but an accessory,
a symbol of your
ever-growing pride,

too weak to
take back what is mine.

long live
the king.