born to make waves

you tried to intimidate me,
break me of my spirit;
you demanded respect i couldn't
give you because you always
cut me to the quick and enjoyed treating me
poorly and i hated that i always cried
because you thought i was hurt
i was mostly angry
wanted to break you like you broke me
i wanted the upper hand so i could punch you into
submission and rain down all the pain you
gave me on your shoulders --
i reckon i could've become quite a terrible monster,
but i refrained from letting my pain and rage
consume me;
i decided the best revenge was to shine as bright as i could
to prove to myself that the most beautiful things
can come from darkness
as my mother once told me --
you wanted me to empty myself of everything i was,
but i am still fierce and wild and uncaged;
i will not be tame
no matter what i am the daughter of the moon
born to make waves.