I Am Not A Weak Female

• Jasmine Gibson, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2017

White dresses,
pink slippers,
whispered secrets,
blankets of flowers,
thats what lays beyond in my subconscious,
Birds that fly,
angels who sing,
childrens laughter drowning out the sorrows of reality,
soliders at war,
roses with thorns,
stars so hot that the sun looks small,
cause I may look delicate but I am strong,
with a mouth full of sass,
and a heart of gold,
knowlege powers my soul,
and while may hair maybe long,
I am not weak,
For weakness is just strength waiting to be beat.