The Queen’s Regrets
- C.S.R.
- Jul 4, 2019
- 1 min read
I used to be a toy for man
A wretched life I had began
Feigned in my burlesque light
Each night was an internal fight
They’d come to me and I’d fulfill the pay
And then suddenly I was tossed away
They want my body not my soul
This heart no man hope to stole
No feelings of tender love and care
This life, for me, was hard to bear
I gave up hope of a love so true
And desire of starting a life that’s new
But suddenly something came to change
Even when things seemed so vain
And when I felt engrossed with pending doom
I saw him, all the way across the room

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