Something More That You Know. Poem by Sandra jacks

You act as a man,
you know I'm damn tough,
tougher then most guys,
but you like it rough.

You know me for who i am,
not who i could be,
you know me for my strength,
and visions,
of what future,
i could see.

You know im not perfect,
I know you're not either,
You know that i hide it,
But i am simple,
and i am pure,
and i love the idea of flowers,
and the idea,
of something more.

I refuse to settle,
i will not sit in the second row,
that is also,
something more,
that you know.