I Am Queen

They ask me
Who am I?
And what makes me, me
For I simply reply 
I am Queen
I am delicate, yet elegant
Any problem I handle it, dismantle it
So when they ask who am I?
I answer them
I am Queen
I am complex,
This is my soul, no objects,
I am vividly descriptive words 
Used out of context
I am close enough to contact
Yet far enough to detach
So as they speak that
Tongue of unknown knowledge
I repeat that
I am Queen
I withhold beauty in my eyes
I control the future with my mind
Only I remain can above and within leadership at the same time
So in due time
You to shall realize
Being a Queen is a state in which
Only I control my mind
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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