Woman of Steel

Uncontrolled rage. Seething anger at what should be, but isn't. Life is my puzzle that doesn't seem to have all the necessary pieces. How do you create something beautiful without all the needed elements. We all grow up with certain dreams and goal;finding that special someone, getting married, building a life together. In reality how do you deal with those pressures, when like a fragile house of cards a slight wind can cause it all to come crashing down. Smiling through darkened clouds, waiting for that break to feel the softest rays that escapes the burning sun. Out of darkness I will arise like a new day waiting, yearning to allow my sadness and frustrations to create a rebirth. My new life will only hold the past as a shield of armour protecting me from my mistakes. Concentrate and conquer will be my motto. I will capture life and plant my flag to seal my destiny. I will protect me in order to guarentee my survival. Little steps must be carefully measured and perfectly executed and this will be done with my head held high. I will transform myself from a tin soldier, into a woman  of Steel.