Terror, horror, self-dishonor;
Years of darkness in lifespan boredom
that are about to end, now:
Finally, I’m getting my crown.
I turned to pills, blades and drugs,
but never ended in filthy pubs
that left me neat and meriting:
Finally, I’m inheriting.
Patience instead of decision,
but I’ve never shown hesitation
that might effect on me:
My kingdom’s still waiting for me.
End of darkness, end of pain,
there’s no sunshine, there’s no rain
that could anyhow bother:
I’ll be on my own rather.
No more feeling being guilty,
only for trying to be here nearly
that will cause no more frown:
Finally, I got my crown.