Who art thou to inform I of who I am if I myself cannot determine the outcomes in life for which by I must be sought out? Stand down from this urge to help me reach my goal, for my goals are only known to the ever so tender rhythm of my soul. Shan't I be given the opportunity to live a life in misery, to dance in the rain and be destroyed by the storm? Shan't I be able to look amongst men and be tempted to shout that I've too overcame? T'was nights when my head would be among pillows and tears will drizzle down my cheecks bearing silent whispers of crying screams, for deep within me I believed I was not meant to be. Shan't I be given the opportunity to live a life of destruction, to sit in the mirror years ahead only to bring forth recollection of years that have already fade and with the power that lives beyond my flesh - scream through the top of my lungs that I have been bless. Who art thou to try to protect me from the lessons that I so desperately seek? Allow me to be me, for to me it is the only way to learn that by all means I am in fact a WELL MADE QUEEN ...... Title Also Known As Who Art Thou
..................... Behold the words of a well made Queen .......................... Delicately woven into such a creation that is divinely empowered to persevere .......................I stand before you not as the one who endured hardship and struggled. Rather as one who faced the rage of the beast and shouted out victory for I am not of man who summon to defeat........ parts taken from Perseverance
