All The King's Horses

You ride on your pride,
Like a sorry old horse,
Captain of a ship,
That's lost it's course.

Pride has become you,
You now wear a mask,
That is lonely and bitter,
A winter that lasts.

Take a good look around,
Where are your friends,
Your best days are fading,
They're coming to an end.

You were too stubborn to see,
Your mistakes and you'll pay,
With regret for a lifetime,
There's nothing to say.

A person of promise,
So gone to waste,
Mistakes in the past,
Left a bitter taste.

Trying to help,
I did what I could,
But you push help away,
As a proud person should.

You've severed your ties,
You're on your own now,
I hope you'll find someone else,
To help you somehow.

All the King's horses,
And all the King's men,
Can't save you from pride,
And a heart that won't mend.