There can only be one...

Am I any different

For love has become practices, scripted acts done no matter the actor playing the role
a lady who does this because I'm suppose to not because of the chemistry of our soul
Feeling I have earned so much from you
only to face that those who did not deserve it still shared parts of you
A plate you make for me because I am your king
but if you made a plate for another then the symbolism no longer means a thing
I don't want to be a recast, of a previous relationship that did not last
maybe I'm  wrong but
As her king , she's my queen  how could she bowed to any other
because as her king shouldn't  I be raised above any other
But there is nothing special in a rose shared by a hundred
the value has to go down the more people touch all on it
I just want something you would never give another
cause as her king, she my queen how could she ever bow to any other...