I am More

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.