She’s so strong
I don’t know how she does it
She speaks not of emotion
Her peace she covets
Her head is always high
Her heart never wonders why
She’s so strong
I don’t know how she does it
She speaks not of blame
Her peace she covets
Her eyes are always dry
Her smile never wry
She’s so strong
She doesn’t know how she does it
She speaks not of emptiness
Their peace, she covets
Because, they think she is so strong
She can’t let them know – she wasn’t.
~daydreamer
