Infant King

Created and Composed by The Enchantress of October

You shoved me on a throne clearly too big for me

You shoved me on a throne clearly too big for me You gave me a crown, pushed it over my eyes so I couldn't see

You shoved me on a throne clearly too big for me You gave me a crown, pushed it over my eyes so I couldn't see I'm disgusted at how you fed me a pack of flies so easily

You shoved me on a throne clearly too big for me You gave me a crown, pushed it over my eyes so I couldn't see I'm disgusted at how you fed me a pack of fies so easily Why do I feel like I can't breathe?

Hands up, guns down, I figured you out

You can stop smirking now

I hate the way you make me feel like I should bow

And the way I feel like I'm plummeting down

Hi hi, Enchantress here. How are you? Thoughts on life/this poem? Please comment or pm me about that and any random stuff :)