**My Kingdom**
I can’t help it,
I am a narcissistic king,
Ruling my kingdom,
With a glittering ring.
In a realm of reflections,
Where I stand tall and proud,
I bask in the glory,
Of the cheers from the crowd.
I walk with a swagger,
Each step full of grace,
Every eye drawn to me,
In this dazzling space.
I crave admiration,
Like a flower needs sun,
Each compliment fuels me,
I’m second to none.
They tell me I’m charming,
A master of art,
But beneath the façade,
Lies a cold, aching heart.
For I build up my throne,
With the bricks of my pride,
Yet the emptiness lingers,
In the depths I can’t hide.
I’ll tell you I’m perfect,
The best you’ll ever find,
But the truth is a mirror,
That’s cruel and unkind.
When the night falls silent,
And the cheers fade away,
I’m left with my shadows,
In a game I can’t play.
I’ve taken your kindness,
And twisted it tight,
In a palace of mirrors,
Where I’m lost in the light.
I’ll charm you with laughter,
And promise you gold,
But the warmth I pretend,
Is a story retold.
For when love turns to power,
And kindness to scorn,
I’ll wear my crown heavy,
With a heart that’s forlorn.
I’m a king in a castle,
But the throne feels like chains,
In a kingdom of echoes,
Where no one remains.
So I’ll sing my own praises,
In a chorus of one,
But deep in my heart,
I know I’ve come undone.
I can’t help it,
This role I must play,
But in the silence, I wonder,
Will I ever find my way?