Clouded by fears,
A life she experienced all these years.
She wants to belong,
That’s just what the little girl wished all along.
Her heart is broken and empty.
Does anyone even see?
Watching herself in the mirror,
Standing much closer to see it clearer.
There appears a lady,
All grown up and shady.
But all she sees is a little damsel,
Still stuck in her own miserable cell.
Slowly, gradually crawling for mercy
Crying, “Please someone help me!”
Fiercely seeking for vengeance
Listening to the growling horror of regrets
Shaking the shackles to be heard
Loudly shouting to be saved
She struggled to break free
From the chains and bars of the past
But with the help of Almighty
She is redeemed, free at last
Ready to face uncertainty
With love, hope and trust.
She. She! She?
Who is she?
She is the girl standing in front of you
With the head held up high saying,
“You can overcome trials like I did too.”
Never stop dreaming, living and believing.
Tempus fugit, est aurum
(Time flies, time is gold)
Sed semper memento carpe diem
(But always remember to seize the day)