who am I?

 

   I am a Rose I rise above and out from the ground saturated by rain and nourished by the sun, flourishing into bloom for everyone to see and marvel at the sight of me... The Rose that grew from concrete.
 I am a woman in control of my destiny, empowered by my dreams;
 Dreams of which I have many, still my greatest fantasy of me touching the sky and soaring through the clouds as the eagle who hunts its prey. Flying, in and out of the mist that inhabits the air, just as the wind frolics with my hair.
Yet still I am...
   A coiffeur; full of integrity to other beings as myself, and to the artistry which I possess.
 Not perfect, flaws I have many; Yet I take pride in all my heart aspires. Full of resilience and humility, and always servile. My eyes have seen much, my heart has been heavy; in spite of that my faith in my Creator has allowed determination.
I am...
 So many will describe me as a bitch, a tartar, callous, cruel all the components which keep me grounded upright, yet still... I am none of which.
 I walk with my head high for I fear not as walk, but as I sleep.
For I am...
Vulnerable at times yes; intuitive always! Dealing with the two keeps me in a constant struggle within my own thoughts.
  I am in love... In love with the idea of love, in love with the natural beauty given to us for free; the different colors, shapes, sizes, and fragrance that fill our lives daily.  
  But more than anything I am much more than I thought to be. I am the Rose strong, Beautiful, Arrogant, Genuine, Attentive, Intuitive, Clever, Creative, Humble, Innovative, Friendly, Resilient, Helpful, and Honest.  A Rose
 out of the concrete jungle is what I am.