I want to be made of a tougher material than flesh and bones.
I want to look into your eyes and know my body is strong enough not to crumble.
I want my skin to be made of scales and fire,
So when you try to stab me in the back I can turn around
And watch you cower in fear because I am invincible.
I want your touch to be cold against the heat of my skin.
I want to burn you alive.
And when all you are is powder and smoke,
Dust in my hand,
Let me blow away the last remnants of your soul.
I want to smile and let the daggers in my hand disintegrate.
Let me loose my skin and create a brand new me you will never touch.
Let me be a dragon.