As the clock strikes 8, all eyes are on me,
As I walk down the aisle gracefully
With my luminous long train, I glide slowly
Definitely not my style - full lace, beads and glittery.

A grand orchestra is playing
A beautiful solemn symphony
Just fit for this momentous wedding
But why is it that I feel melancholy?

Behind the dramatic tune,
I can hear them whisper, “she’s mesmerizingly beautiful”
Same lips would curse me if I’m not careful
A lot of two faced people gathered this afternoon.

Actually, I’m not one to talk
95% of me wants to run away
To save a lot of people, this is the only way
For the position I hold, no need for mental block

I bet he’s thinking of her in my dazzling gown
Pretending it’s her holding this pristine bouquet.
As I see his lustrous brown eyes grinning like a clown,
Imagining her, smiling lovingly at him on this historic day.

Barely know the other though of the same age.
Still I want my mind intact in this loveless marriage
I get little freedom before, now I’m in a cage.
Now I’m stuck in maintaining the sweet image.

This is but a small sacrifice
To prevent chaos and war.
My memorized vow and “I do” would suffice
Counting 365 days from now, it seems so far.

I reached the glorious altar after some miles
I saw him standing in his regal form.
We’re both flashing our practiced smiles
People behold on how we both transform!

I saw in his eyes sadness and disgust
We don’t have any other choice, this is a must
Years of training, we both perfected this task
Of grinning sweetly but it’s just a ma