Self-Assessment

I have discovered that there will never be another me.
I am a woman.
I bleed more than any man. 
I am committed to staying loyal to the woman that I am.
She is fire and ice.
She bears all things and reflect.
She is a movement.
She is actively setting herself up for success.
She is no longer dreaming about who she wants to become.
She simply is...
a giver,
a fighter,
an army,
an activist,
a teacher,
a believer.
She is art.
She is one of a kind because no one else sees how she sees.
No one else loves like she loves.
No one else feels like she feels.
I built her.
She was born then reborn.
Only this time she had wings. 
But why is she still walking?