Sincerely, A Queen
A tunnel of loneliness
I'm coming from.
Once had tunnel vision,
And I was running from
The own beat to my feet
The very tune of my own drum.
Until I realized I can't run
And hide
From me.
Why free
Me
From captivity
When I'm seriously
Already free?
Already through
Trying to fight
What I've been through.
I'm accepting my battles,
Not regretting
My views.
It's no news
That beauty is pain.
Don't get the blues
When they try to
Tell you you're vain.
You're truly
A soldier
And they can't judge when
Their own mirror is stained.
You're bolder than any fear
Buried deep inside you.
Don't stop loving and fighting,
Righting
And not hiding
From everything
That makes you
You.
Post script,
Be motivated
Stay blessed
Your drive
They can't test.
Divinity you're
Witnessing
All through your flesh.
When you begin your search
Remember you're already the best.
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