I've waged wars

Over chocolate

Milk,

I've fought battles

For books and religion

I love.

I've tussled with

The enemies

Of

My heroes

(Family)

And my art,

I've defended my

Grilled cheese.

These scars of mine

Are from lane lines,

My bruises are

Graphite,

Blackened burns

From the kitchen stove,

My gaping wounds

Are paper cuts.

My words are

My blazing sword,

And with it I will go

To war.

I will fight for those who deserve it.

I will fight for who I am.

I will fight for what I love.

But I will never fight against me.