Mar 15, 2011 10:26
i am
a child
playing pretend in her mother's clothes.
A liar,
a creator of scenes
to be played when smiles start to slip
I am a million different girls
constructed to be who they need me to be.
but in your eyes i am whole,
stripped of pretense.
In your arms
i see who i want to be.
I am strong because you are strong
and
i believe
because you believe.
writing,
poetry