• Cold air blows as I stare out across the land.
    I then begin to replay my kingdom's bitter end.
    There once was an ocean blue passed the sand,
    And I played in the roses just around the bend.

    The world does not feel my sorrows.
    The nearby villages do not hear my laments.
    To them, all problems are tomorrow's.
    To them, there is nothing that pain represents.

    Those, such as I, are left in seclusion.
    Alone in this land of night, I remain.
    Thank you all for this exclusion.
    It is only you to blame the day I go insane.

    ​My honesty and kindness were denied,
    And my loving heart was shattered.
    Now in this darkness, I am forced to hide-
    Cast aside for what I thought mattered.