Drama Queen

In realms where shadows dance and gleam,

There lies the heart of a drama queen.

With eyes that flash like midnight stars,

She holds her world in script and scars.

Her laughter rings, a chime so clear,

But hides beneath her whispered fear.

In acts of joy, in scenes of pain,

She plays her role through sun and rain.

She steps upon her stage alone,

Her voice a surge, her words a throne.

Each glance, a scene, each sigh, a line,

She lives in tales, her truth entwined.

A storm inside, fierce and untamed,

Yet in the calm, she’s often blamed.

For who can know the depths she hides?

The waves within, the shifting tides.

They call her “queen,” with lips so curled,

For daring to defy the world.

But though she’s crowned in jest and spite,

She rules her stage, her throne, her light.

So let her reign with all her fire,

Each tear, each laugh, each breath, desire.

A drama queen, so fierce, so free—

A world within, wild as the sea.