I am a Queen
Cut from paper
Folded however you want me;
The creases show your wavering.

I am a Queen
Colored in gold
Left blank my heart for you;
Which you forgot to draw.

I am a Queen
Who could blow with any breeze;
Glue my feet to wood
So that I can never leave you.

I am a Queen
In a wax palace
Which melts with your touch;
But your flame can destroy me.

I am a Queen
Giving Paper Orders
To Paper People who know of no better;
Who you place before me.

I am a Queen
Sitting on my throne of cardboard,
Reigning over all;
Except you who manipulates me.

I am a Queen
Only two-dimensional,
But just as malleable
As you would like me to be.