All I remember are flames
so I look for someone to blame

I turn to others for help
but every time I ask, my hope melts
I can only depend on me
but I cannot hear or see

Who can save me from this dream
Who planned this evil scheme
Who is behind the scenes
Who could be this mean

I shall not cry
for I am quite shy
I will endure
for I am mature

Who set me on this chair
Who set this fiery flare
Who is taking me to the fair
Who’s mouth is full of swears

I am alone
but, I still have a throne
I am determined
to clear this burden

When I find my purpose
I hope it will not be worthless