Stand in the center, make them proud.
Force them to smile and not look down.
We lost her, they said.
No higher she can go.
She went through hell,
Let her be snow.
A cold blizzard that melts with the morning heat.
Well look at me now! Take your seat!
I have jumped mountains.
I have slayed my beasts.
I have fought my villains.
So don't leave me in peace.
Expect me to stand on that middle ground.
With my chest up high,
and without a frown.
Look at this piece you have regarded lowly.
Because this little thing has become wholly.
You had such sour hopes,
Dreamed little of me.
Well you will be sorry when I become Queen.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
A story's thoughts
Poetry(This is/will be a collection of short poems - of sorts. They have various themes and connotations, but you should just read it for yourself and find out :) If you don't understand it, don't worry. Some of them i don't understand myself. Anyway, enj...
