Pain behind her eyes
Though she puts on no disguise
She’s made of gold
And never does as she’s told
She walks with her head held high
Shaking the earth with her powerful stride
An empire was created through her touch
Many would describe her as too much
But despite the hope from others
That she will crumble and fall
She knows better than to risk it all
Proudly she stands
Knowing that she can hold up her own throne
Without the help from any man
Made of Gold.. ✨
- freya ☪︎
















