Emperor.

You're born with a golden crown
With bejeweled carpets being laid
For your steps,as you go away
Why then do you look around?

Handsome prince you're swooned by so many
How can you,then, feel so forebodingly lonely?
Oh you deserve a princess who's as high
A worth as you'd admire...in your eyes...

Why then do you have a cinderella
A lovely maid, sans any gold and riches?
It'd have made a tragic, beautiful fairytale
Had she also been there to catch your fall,in every way.

She asked for a knight,
She got a king...
You got me
But you'd never asked for anything.

And everytime she questions her existence
Never your love,that she never will...
When she sings,you don't wanna hear,
You've grown out of her, isn't it?