Lost Warrior
So she has been feeling the bumps; the bumps in her life. The highs and the lows, The steep and the slopes. I wonder that what's going on in her mind she pushed away; away some lads and ladies I am not trying to rhyme because I am not a poet But I am trying to figure the storm in her mind the weight in her heart I know its hard harder than walking on hands For those hand needs to be hold Those eyes need to shed The storms needs to strike the lightening Because she is a mess right now There is damage and there is no denying there is no tape made to fix this there is no glue that could stick it. She looks happy yet she is crying She looks strong but she's all broken She needs space- a space to fall Fall so hard, wishes to loose her breath the last air exhaled while she is in her bed I guess the story is sad but not so bad Because she tried and tried A strong warrior inside. Silence...... Silence..... and End!