Weak Woman, Strong Woman
The Battles Won Behind Closed Doors
Weak but yet strong, woman
The anger, the burden
The constant feeling of these walls falling
War, war overseas uh?
Who would have thought that she’d come so far?
Even though it’s a daily battle to process, process in her mind, in her body and
in her soul, she stays strong because she can’t fold
It does not make the battle any less painful any less cold.
She, she cries, she lies, she hides, she fights.
She’s weak so weak, so stressed and so depressed
But she smiles so her diamond and pearl see her as nothing less than her best
Because she wants nothing more in this cold world but to be their hero, so there
you go
Now you know why she gets so terrified
Terrified at the imagine of the woman she glances in this clouded mirror
She is nowhere near the image of that woman who use to once upon a time be
filled with poise, never low on love and always full of soul
So, the Tears start running her heart starts racing,
Not the way this woman would have wanted you to see her
But yet she won’t fold
She pushes she perverse for she can’t do wrong by her precious diamond and
pearl
For There the only thing that keep her going in this insanely cold world.
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