I AM

Walking alone,
Might seem like a long road,
So odd,
On your own,
Until it dawns,
It's not,
Past tense to what's gone,
It's one big yawn,
My new mode,
Makes a few heads nod,
Just a broad hint,
Rail on,
On the scene,
So thankful for being me,
Who else would i have been,
Not everyone would like what they see,
But i mean,
Some wish they could give me a kiss,
On the cheeks,
To them am a queen,
That's how ironic it can be,
I have the will,
Even fighting for that hope that's slim,
It's feeding yourself what you need,
Seeds you'll come to yield,
Can be seen in your deeds,
I believe!