Indecision

A Poem by Hyorin

You know, I'm glad I got to see you.
even if I knew you'd probably never notice me.
not in a million years, not a chance in hell,
because I'm unworthy of the princess's gaze.

but even if you don't see anything,
I hope you someday realise that the lowly villager is looking at that castle,
hoping for a miracle to happen,
for that day where you'll let down your hair.

maybe that lowly villager would take a chance at it,
or maybe he would stand still,
and watch his dreams be torn asunder,
but regret is not a word in his dictionary.