Poor Sad Queen

She has a huge closet full of purses , shoes, clothes and jewels. A beautiful home with pool. everything seems so cool. Her castle is like a museum. Just Watch, Don't touch. Don't sit there, it's my chair. Sits in her throne feeling so alone. Yearns the touch of her husband, that is never really present. Takes another antidepressant. To friends the doors are closed. Never leaving her heart exposed. She lives like a queen with a low self esteem. She has plenty but feels empty. Her heart wants to scream: "You forgot your dream." oh, poor sad queen.