Iron Jawed Angel
I take up labels
On an endless mission to actually discover
Every aspect of who I am
And I would proudly use “flawless” as one check off the list,
Even though I am flawed.
If you believe you are perfect
And a roaring lion, a warrior, an angel
Then you will become one; you will be seen as one.
I see myself as leader.
As resilient water, as determined fire
As tiger and black sheep
As treble clef and venus figure
As words tacked together with commas and out of place
Melodic and harmonic parts. My stitching
Is made of feathers and my skin of iron.
These pieces have been formed for seventeen years and some are
Still in the making, and I recognize the cracks
I see my flaws and know
I am still flawless.