Maybe I am a whinger, a whiner.
But i'm for the ones who feel like they need to be reimbursed by life.
I'm for the ones who never got compensated.
I'm the queen of all you keep silent.
I'm the queen of all that wasn't said.
I'm the queen of tears, of drama, of decadence and of you sobbing into your pillow
Of every single one of you who keeps up an elegant front but really plays the fool behind doors
I'm Sebastian Flyte
Sylvia Plath
Sisyphus
I'm every tragic hero
I am the unfair, the mystery of the unexplained
the reason why you beat your fists against the walls
I am the angel of suffering
Of the unfair
Of Pain
Of secrets and deep desires
I'm the princess of too many drinks
I'm the countess of " Lets go back to my place "
I'm the duchess of " I'll be there in five minutes "
I'm the whinger, the whiner
I'm the queen of the un-repented
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