She is a shadow unseen
Yet a spark you can\'t contain
No part is left of her that\'s green
Moulded to perfection by her pain
She is a stinging, soaking rain
Yet you all did suck her dry
But she cannot even cry
She just walks at a borderline, close to being insane
She is a lonely, howling wolf
Gentle as a breeze
Her heart is made of gold that will only ever increase
For never will the darkness in her it engulf
She is a wingless bird
That taught itself how to fly
And as agonized days go by
She gazes down at the world
One by one she pulls out the daggers
You thrust into her chest
Many times she staggers
But will not fall, not yet
Though she\'s about to crumble
She rises everyday
To give up she does want
To get her revenge, she lives
Look how she is mending
Her broken body, all in stillness
It is as if she\'s sending
Her message of resilience