And another one

(I made up this while walking across campus, and you can tell by the rhythm. I kept having to stop and scribble the lines down on my arms and legs, which broke my concentration and accounts for the variant meter.)

Confidence v.s. Reality

I walk smooth, I walk strong
My heels precede me and beat out my song

I walk long, I walk lean
I'm something between a goddess and a queen

I rule with might, I rule with light
I rule the quiet, even in the night

I break the sidewalks where I walk
I crack the crowds were I stalk
I stride, I ride, I sail, I soar
My fist commands and opens doors

I may be small and thin and brown
And love but three people in this whole town
But sealed within its quiet bone
My mind can soar and stride and roam