Something
As I stand tall and proud,
Wind blows from the sea
Reminding me I have something to live for
Something I can call mine,
Something that's there for me,
Something that's like me,
Something that knows my strengths,
Something that knows my weaknesses,
Something that's got my back,
Something I can push around
But will always be there.
I know my enemies
And I know my allies.
I know my family
And I know my story.
But looks can be deceiving.
An empty forest can have a shield.
A pen can be a sword.
And an event can just be mist.
A hand joins my hand,
The battle is about to begin.
I'm not sure who will win,
But hey,
Battle strategy is my thing.