Bender of Light

*Trigger Warning: Child Abuse*

He says I’m a bad girl.

It’s why he hurts me… I deserve this.

“But what did I do?” I wonder.

Whatever it was, I can fix it.

For if this be a punishment, let the charges be known.

I promise to be better, just please make it stop.

I ponder my wrongdoings as tears roll down my face,

my mind goes dark.

They say I’m a good girl.

I don’t start fights and I achieve perfect grades.

Polite to a fault, not a hair out of place.

Polished and charming,

I limit my words and learn to match energy in a room.

Don’t make a scene, never a burden among the masses.

Always striving to be better,

knowing that if perfection can’t be reached,

neither can I.

A constant battle of conflicting identity.

One a retribution and one a damnation.

Bad girl, good girl… which am I?

The answer resounds in my bones.

Neither.

There is no positive or negative charge in my body,

for I am simply me.

A uniquely mystical soul.

Not good, not bad, just me.

A young girl dripping in fantastical imagination,

desire to create with a passion for life.

With dreams far-reaching and a vision so colorful,

you might even say she’s prismatic.

A bender of light,

and a rainbow of an existence.