The Queen
Born a slave to my own self esteem
Working so hard
So long
So that my parents would love me
Bullied by my younger sister
I was a slave
Born invisible to those around me
Public school lessons
Public humiliation
Public forgetting
Forgotten me
I was invisible
Born a princess, humble in nature
Showing kindness
Exploring passions
Building my kingdom
Only to see it come crashing down
I was a princess
Born a warrior, and underestimated still
By men who would laugh
Angry at Feminism
For being unable to abuse
I fought tooth and nail
I was a warrior
Born a Queen
Powerfull enough to crush men under my heel
Wise enough to learn and to teach
Strong enough to withstand the blows of my own household
Sweet enough to be loved
I am a Queen