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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I remember the lights of the classroom I remember the way that it felt so surreal to really feel like you could actually melt Pretty soon, the dinner table was one down pretty soon, the desk was a throne I’d pour my heart into the paper because I was away from home And how they cheered when I was called to the front line mind bruised and a heart made of stone I marched forwards because that’s all I’d known I’m just a king’s horseman I’m just another cog I can brave the worst winds When I can’t see through the fog When I traded gold for glitter, I told myself I would feel better I only had one thing to do there was nothing left that I could prove But then I saw the golden keys this village could belong to me! Yet again, I was cheered on They had me swindled and on my knees only to give me those very keys Now I taste the early morning breeze until the dawn, stuck on my feet. They look at me, fear in their eyes after all, I won this prize. At what cost? I’m not too sure it’s like my only revolving door to fight and fight and then to fall to be transported back to school. I’m still a king’s horseman, still just another cog. I pretend to brave the worst winds when I can’t see through the fog. One day I hope the crown is mine I’d rule with patience, I’d cross that line my own horsemen, I wouldn’t need not like my teachers, full of greed.
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