Strong

By Rakshita

They said she was strong

Nobody realised that they were wrong

Thinking about it all she sits back

Wondering if her life would ever be on track

A queen she was with a beautiful crown

Now sitting back and staring at the world with a frown

Loud noises away from the street

Hearing them she sighs in discrete

Staring at the old shelf

Smiling at her own self

She lives letting people believe she's strong

It didn't matter anymore if they were wrong

Because it struck her they were never wrong

She indeed was very strong.

By Rakshita