A weight in her eyes,
watching the world from her window.
A shattered reflection. Tattoos of memories
A heart full of broken thoughts. Drifting.
Knock her down, she stands
She is not running anymore
There is no load she can’t hold,
And no matter where she goes
A darkened route, a distant shore
She will always find her way home
Through every bend and turn
She is strength.
She smiles through all the sorrow
No one knows her story. Not even her.
She is not sure anymore.
When it rains, she collects water
When darkness falls, she counts stars.
It is all different. She knows. She fights on.
She is …