The confines of my womanhood bog me down
Holding me underwater, struggling to breathe
Each move is a test of my endurance
Fightin forward for every step
Who am I, really?
Buried under so many roles
I strain to see myself for who I am
But the image is too often distorted
I long to break free of this life
To be someone with worth and meaning
I want to cast aside expectations of me
And find where I belong and fit in
As a woman I continue on each day
Yet feel alone in so many ways
The emptiness consumes me
And threatens to drown my soul
As a mother I dream of comfort
Of being a source of love for my child
I stuggle to balance my emotions
So that I can be what it is they need
Under all of this, what is left of me?
A shadow of a girl with so many dreams
A spirit longing for release and for wings
I am only what I am; it is all I can be.