I will remain a soldier until the war is won.

I am:

An amalgamation of what you see,
And what you don’t.
All of what you hear
And especially what you don’t.

My strengths and weaknesses.
My dreams.
My reality.
My crooked smile.
My aching ankle.
My curly hair.
My misconceptions.
My discretions.
My desires,
    To be
    To do
    To strive
And fall short.

My loud presence
When I’m sitting perfectly still
Wishing I spoke less
Listened more

My tapping foot
My shaking hips-
    Always
Everywhere
Everyday

My restlessness
And my wrestle to be,
Still
At peace
Far from reach
Reaching out
Outgoing
Outspoken
Outnumbered
    forever fighting