SHE
She walked down the dark lane, The world upon her head. The sea of grief threatened to swallow her whole, Yet she worked to keep afloat, Tried yet failed. Everywhere she turned, She saw someone, something, That embodied and represented her past, The overwhelming present and the future, She tried to keep calm, To walk without a care in the world, This failed too. She started to crack, The feigned smile and façade she tried to keep up wore out, Doubt reared it's head, Confidence stood to draw it's sword, In the end, It too backed down. She needed to stay strong, Forget the insecurities and fears, Confidence was all she needed, All she craved, Freedom from the fear, The troubles which tried to drag her into the world's black hole. She needed respect, Self-respect and all that came with it, Freedom from the weird looks and snickers, The comments about being grotesque, She craved hope, love, faith and more than others, Confidence. She had to stay tr...
