I've been told that I'm a princess,
That it's been fated since my birth.
I live inside a shining palace,
Yet I wonder of it's worth.
I wear no diamond tiara,
Nor a gown of flowing gold.
Tears and blood cover my hands
As this quarrel tears my soul.
Where's my knight in shining armor?
Where's my angel way up high?
Where's my guardian to help me?
Where's my friend to walk me by?
I don't run away from danger
With my eyes wide with fright,
Worrying more about my hair
Then the loss of precious lives.
Instead I raise my hand up high,
With vengeance heavy in my mind,
Not caring if my locks are sodden,
Not even caring if I die.
Where's my knight in shining armor?
Where's my angel way up high?
Where's my guardian to help me?
Where's my friend to walk me by?
All is lost because of battle.
All this for one precious stone.
I'd rather this world filled with evil
Then to face the dark alone.
Now I have just one last chance,
This crystal heavy on my brow.
Just one more time to make amends,
But who will help me fight this now?
It sneers down upon the land,
Killing all that bars it's way.
Nothing in this world will live
If someone doesn't stand today.
Where's my knight in shining armor?
Where's my angel way up high?
Where's my guardian to help me?
Where's my friend to walk me by?
I can't just sit back and do nothing
While Chaos reaps upon our lives
While every memory and sanity
Is forced to bow and die.
Grave as cursed midnight crumbles,
I'll stand amidst the ruins tall,
Feel your presence right beside me,
Embrace the victory for all,
Bathe in warmth that surrounds me,
Hold your memory in hand.
And when the darkness melts away,
Your light will lead me back.
~I wrote this in middle school, and I want to get this ready to be put in a compilation to send off to publishing companies in hopes of getting lucky...You've inspired me +Steven!!