Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. Miss Holly Black does. I just write about them.
I am not a swan
I don't have feathers the color of snow
Nor am I beautiful
I am not an angel
I do not have wings
I am me
A girl, plain, just me
I am not perfect
Nor am I average
I am a freak
It does not matter who says so
Words cut sharper than knives
I am alone
Yet in me, in worlds I create
I am perfect
I am a queen and no one ignores me
I want to fly, so I give myself wings
The color of the night
I am beautiful
And people love me
Or they hate me
I don't care which
I am made of stone
Nothing can hurt me
I create life
Or I destroy it
With no warning
In that world I am a rose
But I have a lot of thorns
In that world I'm perfect by five billion
Out here I am nothing
Or close to it
But I have my sun
My silver lining in the shape of my friends
My music
My books
And the world of the stage
I have my own magic
I am not a white swan or an angel
I am not pure as snow
I am a black swan
Or Unseelie Gentry
I have my own drums
And my own song
My darkness is my light
I am different
I am a freak
I am proud