High Life

The High Life

My halo is heavy
It keeps slipping down
I find movement restricted
When wearing my crown
I'm unable to fly
Despite delicate wings
Life is hard work
When blessed with these things

I get rather dizzy
High up on my throne
I'm surrounded by riches
But feel so alone
There's much to live up to
On my pedestal
I'm not right for this job
I just know that I'll fall