Tiara

All these sheets scattered, I'm a mess
Sunday nights, ugh...I'm in such stress
This due tomorrow, that due tonight
I've almost forgotten, my childhoods delight

Wearing tiaras, all day all night
Wearing it whilst it reflects the moonlight
Back when my biggest fear was my precious, silver tiara fall low
But now, I'm worried about his poem not having a flow

Memories rush in, as if it was just yesterday
Prancing around on cardboard horses, pretending they could neigh
Only if, if i could go back in time
I would relive, relive those moments divine