A Girl Worth Fighting For

Elliana Hughes

I am a girl worth fighting for.

Notice, I didn’t stutter or shrink when I said it.

It hasn’t been easy, loving this monster, also known as me.

I have been told that 3% of the population is redheaded.

Apparently, that 3% has no soul.

Um, last time I checked, you aren’t supposed to judge people based on appearances.

Just throwing that out there.

And don’t you dare bring my “stick” like figure into this.

My body has felt enough shame.

And all because I didn’t know how to accept it.

I thought since I have to reside here, it’ll be my temple.

In reality, it became my cage, where I hold every thought in, afraid to let it out.

At times, I hate how I process the information I retain.

This slam poetry crap might not mean a single thing to you, but this is my world.

You have just stepped into my realm!

I told myself, “I am not a poet. I am just a girl with a heart full of love. A girl with dreams. A girl who fakes a smile every day because she was to told fake it till you make it”.

And I’m a girl who will always put others before herself because my momma and daddy raised me right.

And you’ve probably zoned out by now, but zone back in.

I have learned that actions speak louder than words, but words are too beautiful not to say.

So what I’m trying to say is,

I know one day, I will not end up alone.

So I’m a brain, a brawn, a beauty and heart of gold all thrown together.

And add a little oil to the mix, and you have a disaster waiting to happen.

So don’t you dare light up a match up around me,

Because baby, you don’t play with fire

And somehow not get burned.