maelynslavik

Every day is new, 

All because of you. 

You brought me this world, 

And were there for every journey, 

Every step and every chapter, 

There is a person I want to be:

A strong person,

Someone who can stand up for herself

And others,

Who can increase her grit,

Who can push through the worst,

And always stand tall;

I remember the day I met you,

The day I didn’t want to,

The moment our parents forced us together,

The second I took a look at you.

Your blond hair was to your chin,

My fingers weave my hair into a braid

Twisting in the experiences I’ve faced:

The “girliness” insults

That say I’m not delicate enough,

The jokes about how I look,

I write,

words appearing.

I write,

meaning endearing.

I write,

hope nearing.

I write,

not fearing.

I write,

I write,

I write.

I wish I could sit high in the sky,

Alone within the nothing,

Yet everyone in the everything

Laid out before me.

I could watch light be cast upon the world,