Judge, Jury, and Executioner

"To be or not to be," reads not too extreme -
When taught what not to be is all that I've been.
I tear out my heart for a pound of flesh.
I cannot take it until I'm the best.

A normal path is the fate of the damned.
I deserve death as I currently am.
Try as I might, struggle as I so do
I am a failure - and they know it too:
Those with sympathy dripping from their lips.
They say I'm fine; I say they're full of shit.

Things they can do, I should do much better.
The fact that I can't proves that I'm lesser.
My vengeance will make arteries sever -
Veins will open like a scarlet letter.

That's what I'd get for being so worthless;
To be royal is my only purpose.
If I can't fully fulfill this service,
I never should've left Mother's cervix.

My will is supreme, but counts for nothing.
Yet, in my dreams, I could count for something.
The masses can embrace, with tiny minds,
Those who deceive, but turn all their blind eyes

To me, who could lead: regal and divine.
So that my memory may never die,
And I can finally escape this life.