This Is Me

I've never been the girl

Who hides behind the masses

Sitting still, waiting for attention.

Nor am I the type

To sit in the wings behind a man

Silent, patient, listening for his plan.

I am the one who acts

As her mind decides

That this is who I am inside.

I am the warrior,

Searching for her sword,

Not hoping for a different protector.

I am the knight,

Valliant, brave, not weak in the slightest.

Slaying my own dragons, playing in their fire.

These wounds I have gotten

Are nothing more than a prize.

For how can I be ashamed

Of what they all symbolize.

Trials and fights for my own beliefs

Battles to protect those in need,

But above all else,

I am still me.