Reina Mora

Walls, they come to hold me back
And that’s not an option from now on
Crosses, that don’t make any sense

Anyone aims for the center while calling me a coward
Creaks, mimicking heartbeats
Now that I can breathe and save myself
And I can save myself

Moans, now turned to whistles
A simple memory of what could have been
Could have been
And now, that I’m the Black Queen

With flowers and turbans, don’t even think about stopping me, stopping me
Don’t even think about stopping me
The lighthouse, that shines from my chest
I turned it inward to see my inner workings

My body, will be my own harbor
And my horizon is whatever’s in front of me
The bars, that you put on yourself
Are taken down bite by bite with self-esteem

Miracles, I believe in miracles
In the verse, the pinch, and in the birth
And now, that I’m the Black Queen
With flowers and turbans, don’t even think about stopping me, stopping me

Don’t even think about stopping me
And now, that I’m the Black Queen
With flowers and turbans, don’t even think about stopping me, stopping me
Stopping me