A Summary

I see me in every little scared child Littler than even the smallest of her peers Voiceless outside, screaming inside Taking solace in a closed space with a dozen imagined friends I see me in every defiant teenager Beautiful, smart yet full of lies and seductive tricks She knows no better The awed uncles are just wolves waiting to tear her apart I see me in a distressed youth Unwanted baby in hand, no man to pat her back Now she knows better A smile too many leads down a dark path to disruption I see me now a woman with a vantage view Able to sift the shaft out and tell rubies from ruffles Through pain strength is born Robe cladding, teeth shining, accolades shimmering, claps roaring