When our eyes met, I could hear the laughter in your eyes. The gentle tilt of your head spoke volumes, but the mask hid its meaning from my deaf ears. I could only watch as you lost confidence and turned away too fast for my gestures to reach you. I’m left here wishing I could have seen what you said.

If you think I am sassy,

That’s not really true

If you think I am haughty,

I would say that it’s you.

You can poke me with thorns,

You can tie me with ropes,

You can taunt me with bullhorns,

But you can never destroy my hopes.

You can make my head crack,

And feed it to a dog

But I am not someone you can easily smack,

I am someone worse than any rogue.

You can hold my breath,

And taunt me with your lies

You can starve me to death,

And yet I will rise.

My words can sound like a tall tale,

And can make you feel I am such a bore

Maybe I am just a little girl with a ponytail,

But deep inside, I am more.