I Came Out As Thunder and Lightning

I was notoriously absent Missing in action Unclaimed By Me I was in the throes of myself Yet did not see or feel Any of my soul self Until a murder Of a woman I barely knew She was my best friend's sister And she was fabulous! All of us were in awe of her since she was ten She lived her life on her own terms The original wild child The female fonze, before the fonze existed When someone murdered her, I was reminded that my shy, unassuming self was not fully living me So I came out as thunder and lightning Blazing and spitting, kicking ass Everyone stood back, Thinking I had lost my mind When I really had found my soul.