I'm Am the Queen
I Am the Queen I come from dust, from cries at night, From streets that swallowed dreams and light. They raised their fists, I raised my head, And learned to lead where angels fled. No silver spoon, no soft caress, Just broken hearts and battle stress. But through the blood, I found my name— Not built for shame, but built for flame. I do not beg. I do not kneel. My heart is locked in tempered steel. I loved once true, but love betrayed— So now my throne is self-made jade. They whisper tales beneath the moon, That I bring justice far too soon. But I am storm, I am the sea, I bring the dark… and set it free. So call me sinner, saint, or ghost, But know I rule what matters most. For empires fall and kings may die— But Queens like me were born to rise.
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