As For Me

I,
I who struggles in the deepest of places,
I who misses home,
I've crumbled and scarcely stand against the wind.
I've shone, covered by a blanket of unfathomable galaxies,
But I am only the strength I have on my knees

I wish to be Pocahontas.
I wish to fall free and fear not,
The water wil gather me carefully in the rush of her arms.
I wish to hold the strength of twenty warriors in return.
But I,
I am the tree in the storm,
Sturdy only in the eyes of peace,
Till the testing rain betrays my secrets

I,
I wish to be more.
I walk the road to all I will be,
I've bruised, beating a new path,
I've come a ways from the start,
But I,
I am only as fragile as I'm found in sleep.