Someone once asked me
Why aren’t you a normal girl?
Well
I guess I’m not a normal girl.
Normal girls don’t beat up people.
Normal girls don’t get angry like me.
Normal girls don’t cry when they’re alone
Feeling lonely
And wishing it was easier to reach out
So, ya
I’m not your regular girl
But you know what I am?
A fighter.
A believer.
A wanderer.
I am a woman.
And if you don’t like it
Get the hell out.