I HAVE TO BE A STRONG LADY...

I have to be a strong lady..
I have to be a strong lady..
To overcome all the obstacles..
To fight against my lost love..
To fight against my fears..
To overcome my insecurities..
To stand for my love..
To stand for my strengths..
To fullfill my dreams..
To complete my bucket list..
To stand for my people..
To hold my head high up...
To stand in my own feet..
To pen my own words..
To shop with my own money..
To help the needy..
I have to be a strong lady..
I have to be ..
To survive..
To protest..
To protect my rights..
To walk at nights without fear..
To be drenched in the rain..
To overcome my frustrations..
To fight against the norms of the society..
To speak out my own words..
To sing loudly ..
To dance freely ..
To teach my conclusions..
To establish my own ideas..
To face the greatest threats..
I have to be strong...
Here I go with my shield of confidence,
to bring back the hiding lights.
And they call me a strong lady.

A.C.

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