One Hundred Fifty

66 - Forgotten

I crave for something that would fuel me

Something strange, heat, flame, novelty

Indescribable feeling of hollow emptiness

As I am redirected of my pursuit to be an empress

A ruler of a kingdom, it is what I wanna be

The laws would bow before me

The don'ts and do's, implemented as I drip on my paper

And numbers of crowns, and royalty chair will call me its master

Point here, and it will rise

Swash here, and it'll disappear

In the morning sun, I would order it down

And nighttime will ascend without a warn

However, as I was buying the star

Obsessing of the materials on my hand

I looked and find, where's my land?

I looked up high, and all was sky

My Lord, my Lord

I could never be a lord

I could never rule the world

In the existing flame in me that is bound to flee

This foolish human, without humility but craves novelty

You have humbled me again, oh Lord

For in this cruel cruel, I sought

That treasures is not the thing I hold

But the way my name in your voice is called

Or the way you caress me as your daughter

If forgotten, it's a lever like a danger

That evil swarm before me

So dear oh, Lord

Guide me, and they behold