You will never hear my secret whispering through your ear
You will may never see me in the way I do
The secret lays there in the midst of the darkness in my mind
As a little girl playing tea party
I was told I could be anything I wanted to be when I grew up
I used to dream of being a princess
Until my tiara was smashed to pieces
Now look at me
I left my tiara in the dust
My prince charming never came for me
There was no one in the world to share my ideas with
who would understand
So shy
so scared
the wind whispers on a cold winter night to me
Ripped up little girl dreams scatter across the icy roads
Tears so cold they freeze
before they drop
The world is screaming at me to
give up and give in
But I won’t
I couldn’t even think of giving up
Even when the winds are so cold
they make feel so brittle
I won’t give up
My future is there
No one can tell me that the winter nights
are warmer than
any failure I may ever retrieve
My numb fingers close tightly around my dreams
My gloves lost somewhere behind
But I dare not look behind but ahead
This is my life I will scream out
You won’t tell me
No
I will be who I want to be
Everyone has a war in their minds
But the most deadliest one of all
Is when
your mind can’t decide who you are
My fight is worst
I hear them crying horrible names out to me
I know I shouldn’t cry
But I’m only human
So I will cry
Not because they hurt me
Because they made me think I’m nothing less and nothing more
My future's so far ahead of me
I know this because
I know what I want
I know who I am
I know I have fought many wars And I will fight many more
Just get where I want to go I won’t let this keep me back.
Today I am smiling but tomorrow
I will be crying
a New war will start tomorrow at the drop of a pin
It is my choice to fight it or run from it
I know both choices would be better
than giving into it
Tomorrow I will cry myself to sleep
But when I wake I will laugh and smile all the way
I Will show no fear of this dangerous war
My future is my choice
I will be who I want to be
you will see just you wait
Look past my smile
Look past my laugh
You will see me the warrior
Who's future is far ahead of her
About the Creator
Autumn Larson
My name is Autumn Larson
I believe in the truth of the heart and hard work.
I want to inspire and touch people's hearts
I am a part time store clerk and full time inspired writer, poet, artist


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