Thought I was right. I wasn't.
For someone had a better answer.
A better explanation than I.
And more people on their side.
Yes, I cry out my eyes.
For here lies my wounded esteem.
For something small yet so mean.
Give me the satisfaction of intelligence.
Let people thank me for helping.
Thank me for playing the superhero.
But no, here you lie one.
A superhero that is. Don't worry.
I won't steal your constant attention.
Don't worry. You're still Queen Bee.
Don't worry. You're still a star.
Just know this honey queen Bee.
The brightest of stars all dim.

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Hello! I've been gone for so long! But I'm back broski and better than ever.

So first things first, I don't know what this poem means. I was in poetry club one day and we were talking about writing six word stories and this six-word-a-line stanza was created.

Pretty weird if you ask me :)

Okay well I hope you liked it. About to upload another poem in a minute so enjoy that.

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Take care

~tatiana🌺