Beauty you said was a quality I possessed
Intelligence I insisted was mine to own
Subtlety is not a virtue I contest to borrowing
Vengeance I will never openly deny
Memory sharper than a tack
Verbal sparring worse than a shark’s attack
Considerable damage caused by honed wit
Disturbing visions created by vivid imagination
Wrapped in a neat and stunning package
Just a sample of all the composing things
That create the person, that I prefer to be
Yet something of a steel frame runs beneath these qualities
Like honor, pride, unwavering courage
Love, compassion, and absolute empathy
Denial of what I once believed myself to be
Gave way to self created confidence
But as every flower has it’s core
So does the depths of my soul
Buried deep within, rarely coming out to play
My passions, desires, and fanciful whims
Unspoken dreams, and unexplored propositions
But perhaps the most mesmerizing thing
Is when my laughter rings out
Instead of being buried within