Your Royal Highness

YRH, sitting on a throne
in your tiny kingdom
watching over what you think
is your dominion

YRH did you get upset today?
did anyone ruin your day?
was your self-esteem taken away?
the offender, do you want to slay?

conceited language
uttered by vile lips
a mind cloaked by false knowledge
heading for the kill, a carnage

a quick judgment
handed from your pedestal
high up there, your portal
you think it's made of crystal?

not all days are sunny
not all days are bright
sometimes you must give in to reality
that you are not always right

your mind hides hypocrisy
you judge quickly, that's scary
it's a biased judgment, you fool!
of yourself, i think you're full.