If I Were

I'm not that fragile flower you think I am, But if I were a flower, I'd be in full bloom, strong and bright, Swaying in the field of poppies, I'm not about to crack under the pressure, But if I were to someday crack, I'd show all these beautiful golden dreams, My onion-like layers, gold upon gold, I'm not a ticking time bomb about to explode, But if I were, I'd become the brightest star, A shining beacon to those in the dark, Destroying the dark and spreading fire, I'm not drowning in a sea of air, But if I were, I'd learn to swim, Back to shore and caress the sands of time, And look back to see how far I've come, I'm not a broken little girl, I am that warrior that men do fear, Winning all my battles, by own hand, Loving when I want, and whom I choose, I am living my life in full bloom, Not in need of saving, or controlling, Thanks to my battles, I became strong, For now, I am that warrior of little girl dreams.