Good things never come from fragile egos and weak backbones.
God, I look back and wish that I could rule this kingdom alone.
They charmed me with their split tongues, made me into a zero.
Now my palace burns with hateful chants and self-proclaimed heroes.
I wish I knew how to make it right, but all I seem to do is break things.
My teeth have bitten way too many skins for me to boost ratings,
And they know that once the world finds out I will be just a wreck.
Good things never come out of people that capitalize on regret.
-Jackie
The Daily Writing of Jackie Wright 