A Girl, a Woman
I am a girl, a woman
I am strong even when I break
I cry, laugh, yell and smile
Just like you, I’m human
I’ve been through hell
Yet, I made it out…alive
I fight through the dark days
Sailing past the bright ones
I wonder about the simple concepts
I ask questions that have no answers
I fought the odds
Dead set against me
I won
I am a person
I have seen tragedy
With it, hope and joy
I have been through so much in 22 years
Then one person should ever see
I am a survivor, a victim
I stared death in the face
I walked away
I’ve loved and lost
Dreamed yet failed
Succeed even if it is not enough
I have scars, inside and out
I am not ashamed
It is who I am
A girl, a woman
Strong, a fighter
I cry, smile, laugh and yell
I am human, not perfect
A child of God’s love
One of his many angels
Lost on this hate filled earth
Just a girl, a woman
Trying to stay alive
In this harsh existence today
Copyright © Stacy Stephens | Year Posted 2008
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