Junior sat on his balcony, home alone as his parents and sister had gone out to another of her plays. Yet another reminder that he was the talentless sibling, yet he was suppose to be the heir to the castle. He was suppose to be setting an example for her and yet, he couldn't do that right because he was so...he was just nothing but who was he to blame for this? His sister Minnie or...himself? At times like this, he needed to clear his head. So he reached into a pocket and pulled out his phone to play some lyric-less music, one that he would add words to to describe how he felt.
"There was a little story, about a little girl. Always good at school. Her mama raised her proper, nobody could stop her as did all that she could do." Junior sang about Minnie before singing about himself. "But let me tell you a son who always living in self-torment, just wanting a bit help. And with the weight of the world, feeling so very heavy. Knowing every expectation put to him but he fails."
Junior got up and walked inside, still playing the music as he left his room.
"How many times can I play the same song? Is it me who's wrong? I don't know." Junior sang before stopping in front of a family portrait, focusing on his mother's permanent disappointed frown. "Am I the one to blame? Am I the one to blame? Am I the one to blame?"
Junior felt tears falling down his face as he continued to stare at his mother's picture, remembering all the times he's failed and disappointed her when he just wanted her to be proud of him.
"Am I the one to blame? Am I the one to blame?" He sang as he held his head down and turned away to leave, walking down the halls.
As he did, memories of his childhood went on before his eyes. A memory of their first tutoring session with Ms. Helga, his failing lessons on the trumpet, and playing by himself as nobody would play with him.
They forget that little boy, he's not here anymore. Grew up a long time ago. No sighs of being successful and traded his potential, for late nights and lazy days." Junior sang as he wiped his tears away and glared at the floor. "And all those critics keep on laughing cause they think it couldn't happen, more worthless piece of shit. Yeah all of the time they were hoping that I'd choke until I broke and have no right to the life that I live."
He stopped in the den of the castle, looking towards some baby pictures on the fire place, seeing himself and Minnie playing. The only time in their lives they were equal, making him more angry.
"How many times can I play the same song? Is it me who's wrong? I don't know." Junior sang as he walked to the picture and slammed it down, cracking the glass! "Am I the one to blame?! Am I the one to blame?! Am I the one to blame?! Am I the one to blame? Am I the one?!"
He looked out the window to the barren wasteland surrounding the castle, something he would inherit to rule over one day but today, it just looked like nothing. A worthless land for a worthless prince to rule.
"All my friends are in my head. How am I supposed to know? I don't know." Junior sang as his anger faded into sadness again. "Am I the one to? Can't be the one to. A I the one to blame? Am I the one to blame? Am I the one to blame? Am I the one to blame? Am I the one to blame?"
He walked back to his bedroom as the music died down and ended. He moved to sit against his bed as the cameras inside of the castle caught his little musical number, something that his parents and sister would find VERY informative when they returned to the castle.
"Young master...how could none of us see you've suffered for so long?" the man working the cameras, head servant and loyal follower, Charles said as he cried tears of sorrow.
He heard the song from start to finish and it broke his heart.
