Your Majesty.

Your Majesty

How are you today? Your Royal Majesty,

I hope everything is to your liking,

And if not, I hope not because of me,

It's why I'm so carefull when I'm writing,

For you are your kindgom's queen,

Even if you weren't elected,

Somethings you cannot choose, especially once it's been,

But thanks to your followers, you'll always be protected,

And I'm not sure if you always know,

Or properly appreciate,

Just how far some of them would go,

Because they consider your Highness a true 'mate',

Yet there will be times when you don't know what to do,

When you think you'll never live to see the sky again,

But I have confidence that you'll pull through,

For whoever's in your kindgom then,

And despite your best attempt,

At your defiant pessimism,

About this I wont relent,

You've earned some optimisim,

You can decline and shake your head,

As you have in the past,

But I really wish that you would instead,

Realise that good times can indeed, (start and) last.