By Max Cheah
We dive in lavish
We indulge in gold
The grand status brews a heart of coal
The surface of grandeur shines ever bright
Yet lonesome and despair feeds with all might
Am I a prince or am I a prisoner? I wish my life was just a commoner
The stories I heard of wonders and tales
Leaves me in excitement with no prevail
Oh how I wish I was one of the free people
Yet my cowardice has left me a weakling, a cripple
The heroines in stories set sail with bravery surreal
Brought with them a weapon of solid steel
I yearn for adventure yet I am not brave
To break past the barriers that keeps me safe
For I have a duty For I have a title
That as a royal,
I must be loyal
To my people
To my country
To the responsibility
God has bestowed upon me
