Poems

Hand Me A Sword

When I was younger
I remember laying on my couch watching tv
My dad walked out of the room with his blanket as a cape and said,

"Have no fear princess,
I will protect  you!"

At first,
I was confused because he had never done that before
I sat up and said with a smirk,

"I don't need a prince
Nor a protector
just hand me a sword
and I'll slay my own dragon."

At first my dad was hurt I wouldn't go along, but then he realized I wasn't a princess

He never told me stories of
fairy tales and
made up crap like that

He told me instead
everyday
how strong and beautiful I was
and made sure I never looked back

I don't know if he remembers
any of that
but I wanted to say
thank you

I felt bad afterwards
when he went inside his room
and I stayed still
with this pit of guilt

I never understood why
it was so important to you until
I grew up
surrounded by girls in
tiaras and wings,
living in their perfect world

Dad,
you wanted me to be
in that perfect world
with everyone all smiles
and everything going right

But dad,
the world isn't perfect
and dragons aren't easily spotted

Bad guys don't always always have evil laughs and heroes don't always have a white horse with shiny armor

Sometimes,
the bad guys
have that perfect smile
to draw you in
and sometimes the heroes
don't come until
the very end

Sometimes,
you have to be
your own hero

I may not be
a princess
I may not be
all smiles
With that perfect life
and tiaras

But I wouldn't
Change it for the world

Sometimes,
The hero is me
Sometimes,
The hero is the dragon

Sometimes,
I'm my own villain
Sometimes,
The there is no hero

But dad,
I'm okay

Life doesn't always have
a clean cut
happy ending

Life isn't always
fair

But dad,
I'm strong

Life is
Crazy

Life is
Strange

But give me a sword
And I will
Fight back

You taught me
To be strong
And I will

Thank you