Don’t go through the pain if you don’t know where it’s leading you.
There are so many people in their power who don’t remember where they got it from. It’s infuriating. There’s so many of them who envy those who are more aware because they think they can carry it better. It’s ugly that shade of inferior. The stench of desperate and angry foretells their intentions weeks before you see them crawling to the steps of the stage, begging for a chance, prying for a wardrobe change. But that’s the point. They can’t fit, their character isn’t big enough to hold in the angst and the weary of the sadness seen through witness and first hand disappointment of those like who they are; dangerous, confused, lazy, deceitful, desperate. It’s not fitting for a Queen.