Battles with Victory
"Hold on", was the only thing that everyone told her,
"What to hold on for?" She asked,
There was a constant battle, something which was to be fought.
A battle where a new life was destined,
A battle where a new her would be found,
But who would say it was a battle?
"Was it really a battle or was she faking it?" the world asked!
For when the sun came up and it showed upon her,
They saw a light, a gleam, where fear was kept aside and love was engraved,
Where self doubt was laid to rest and a new me was risen,
Where care came forward and took over the singleness,
Where I became we and me became us,
Where we all stood by you, and walked with you.
So when the world asked again, did she win the battle,
We came forward, like the risen sun, in unison to see not new her, but a her which was loved by herself.