I Am More

To you I’m the shy

angel

who broke her wings

and is learning

once again

how to fly.

To you I’m the innocent

little girl

who runs for cover

under her

white sheets

when terrors

plague the night.

To you I am a bunny rabbit

bouncing

along

without a clue

that there is a wolf chasing me.

To you

all I wear are smiles

and all I do

is dance

into the arms of men.

But I am not

broken

I am not

little

I am not

naive.

I am an angel

Soaring to my dreams

past the monsters

that desperately attempt to drag me down.

I am a beautiful rabbit

racing past those

who want to tear me apart.

I am a powerful woman

who cries sometimes,

but I

will never

falter.

I am

more.

Don’t ever assume

I am less.