A Law Unto Myself Poem by Sarah Persson

I represent my truest self,
A law unto me, to uphold with dignity,
A humble soul with the empathy of a victim,
My shadow takes pride in clear view of the sun.

Sometimes I forget, that I'm more than they see,
At times I take guilt, from the judgements they pass,
I am my worst critic, so I strive to be just,
Never shall I bow, to the wickedly envious.

Shake me and my body may crumble,
But I'll learn from the rubble that's left on the ground.