Who do you want me to be?
A maiden all-forlorn, lost inside of myself
A damsel in distress longing for you to embrace me
A muse to dance for you, or
A beautiful princess who is waiting for a prince?
What than— do you wish me to be,
A frailty for which you can mend, when I am broken?
A strong and willful me, who can cry at the drop of a hat?
I am not any of these and this is why you fear me
You cannot write me in a book or paint me on a wall
You cannot hold me in your hand or pet my head and tell me I am pretty
You cannot understand me because you cannot see me
I am strong and powerful
I can be as gentle as a summer breeze or as powerful as thunder
I can be as playful…
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