I've written a few poems over this summer and below are two of the ones I liked more: 

Good girl 

Good girl

 Where art thou? 

Impeded existence 

Sprouts into shouts. 

Defiance is executed 

 As thy blood is shocked

 Losing the illusion 

Of their baby girl. 

 Fifteen years in 

And thy brain is now whirring 

Decisions are influenced

 By a new found learning.

 No longer the ‘good girl’ 

Thy image hath been tarnished. 

 Thy crimes cannot be 

Examined and varnished. 

 But this is what thou wanted, nay? 

To break free through sin. 

Expectations hath faltered 

Disbelief from thy kin. 

 Good girl 

Thou art gone 

Banished from this place 

Thou hath failed to stay strong 

And art losing face. 

 She who was thou

 Hath taken away 

 The perfection thine kin 

 Believe thou maintain. 

In losing her charm 

 And her girlish grace 

 Thou hath grown 

And may now

 Seize the day.

I call myself to attention

Stand up stout and straight.

Assuming control of this inferno,

I promote myself to Colonel.

Wary of my choices

Heeding words of caution

I realize that to prosper

Power must be tangible.

Separated from the actions

Of those in command.

Free to create my own army

Free to take a stand.

I’ve been given a role of authority,

Instrumental in my fate.

No longer physically tied

To the barracks

In which I was reared.

Through with complacency,

I’ll no longer shed such tears.

Fighting, fighting, fighting.

I bear these battle scars,

Assuring my existence.

Cleansing me of the tar,

That tarnished my mediocre life

And impeded any movement.

The road has now been paved,

They’re calling this my ‘moment’.

The war is over.

The battle’s been won.

I’ve not been defeated,

It’s time to become someone.