She is Me

The girl in front of me

Is not someone to be hidden

But to be seen by humanity

And not let it be forbidden


She may look soulless

Her eyes may not hold light

Though the girl could care less

For she is mighty and would go against the world to fight


As the light goes against the dark,

The girl shows victory that she had won against the world

She will write her story in a wood’s bark

That later in history would be unfurled


She is me, for whom else can it be

The person that is standing in front of me

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