A Wonder Woman

I am strong, but I am considered weak.

They don’t know where I came from, where I was born.

I am an Amazonian war princess,

the reincarnation of Diana Prince.

I am the descendant of Queen Hippolyta, and I was born in a place where the souls of murdered women were resurrected by the goddesses.

I am a force to be reckoned with.

I shouldn’t be ashamed of what I am, and they shouldn’t see me as something less than a penny.

I should be revered.

I am a force in the winds, and I am the force that pulls the tides of the waters surrounding land.

I am not hesitant to create storms that sink battleships that carry your husbands.

I am a siren, a creature of the sea, and I am beautiful, but I am not to be seen as only that.

I have the power to attract men with my beauty, and I can lure them into the depths of the big blue.

I am uncontrollable, and I am mysterious.

I can have you wrapped around my finger the moment you look into my eyes.

I am a woman and I am important.

Life can’t begin without me, and when I’m gone, you will be nothing but a lone soul walking around empty roads.

You will be lifeless, for I have ripped out your heart with my fangs,

And I am a lioness, a female queen and I was born to rule.

I wasn’t meant to be under your control, under your power.

I was meant to be greater than this, greater than you will ever be,

And you have no right to go against what I am destined to be.

I am a child of the earth,

The child of Mother Nature,

And I am a natural disaster.

I was born to create wreckage,

And I am the storm paving its way through your fingertips.

You weren’t the one to pull me up when I lost my battles and you weren’t there to clean up my gaping wounds.

It was me who got up from my knees and won the war, and you had no involvement in it.

I was raised to be independent, and I only know how to better myself for myself and not for you.

I am a woman, and I am not dainty and I won’t hide behind my mother like I used to.

I am a woman and I am an enigma,

And you weren’t supposed to know the fine details of my life.

I am tacked onto a name, but names are attached to different faces, and they’re not me.

I am a woman, and I am me.

I am a woman of wonders and that’s all I will be to you because you will never know me, a wonder woman.

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