The first time I questioned my strength was the first day I fell out of a tree
Watching from the ground as beams of sunlight hit my brothers faces during there accent through branches
I was told I was lucky that I would never have to climb trees
But what they called lucky I called no fun and in my young mind a see was sown containing a tree which I vowed to reach the top of someday
I began my climb at age 8 when I burned my make believe Kingdom to the ground as it was declared that a queen needed a king to rule
And in my young mind I cried as the word unfair spilled from my eyes to water the seed I had sown there
Little boys don't go to sleep dreaming of being someone's Prince Charming so why should little girls be happy to find them selfs as someone's princess
Told that there worries are over how could they be sad now that they have a boy
They found the one thing every preteen is forced to need
They found love they won the race society threw them into where the prize is never being sad again bcos they finally found another person
But you surrounded yourself with people all along how dare you be called Lonely just bcos they weren't a string of empty partners you were never alone
At age 13 in my young mind I find myself in the lowest branch of my tree
Separate from the girls below me bcos they were pushed to the ground by two week so called relationship in an attempt to mimic the fading adults surrounding them
But what no one told these girls is that they have stars beneath there skin and seeds in there hands that they don't need another human to grow
When a boy announces a need he's called pathetic but with a girl it's expected
At age 15 I'm told iv been given the privilege to desire which king rules over my country
But what they call privilege I call basic right and am told I am unfeeling and uncaring when I chose neither ruler
In the real world I see a forest of women who are told they are incapable and half human until a man danes to look at them
What we weren't told is that we don't need another human to carry out fragile bones as we scale mountains
That we are stronger than army's all I want is to walk the rivers of this earth simply with my favourite person by my side
Not bcos I need them but bcos I want them next to me when I reach for another branch
When you get lost in the wilderness you are instructed to climb the nearest tree in search for a sign of humanity
In my young mind I know that the aim of my climb isn't to find another person
It's to see the view
