shred the silver from my body.
I take my finger tips
and peel the mirrors from my skin.
instead of showing only
reflections
of others' emotions;
instead of showing only
perfection, I will uncage my heart
so you can see what lies
within.
my moods change with more furor
than the ocean.

who is the girl that lies beneath
the reflections of what
others want me to be? 
I have not known her for
some time.
she is a mystery for me to find.

...find something solid to grasp on to.
I'm looking for
an anchor to weigh.
who am I, when all my masks 
have been stripped off?
who am I,
at the end of the day?
instead of a mother to some
and crazy to others?
wild or solid?
raucous or quiet?

I will tattoo these labels
to my soul.
I have found these words
and made them my own.
I am brave.
I am strong.
who am I at the end of the day?
who have I been all along?
I have been kindness, compassion,
words turning to action.
I have been love and creativity
and smarter than anyone
will credit me.

I know I seem 
peaceful
to you. but in reality
there are storms that rage
inside of me.
strip off my skin and you'll find
someone filled with much more rage
and much more fire.
behind it all, I am much more emotion
burning within,
and much more filled with dreams
than I would ever dare
to let anyone
know that I can be.