HEAL ME, BREAK ME

WONDERFUL CATASTROPHE

WONDERFUL CATASTROPHE

Look who's turning sixteen today,
The one living in despair, a lady,
Someone living in this cruel world, you see,
The one that sacrifices her happiness, pretending she's okay,

Living her life against her will,
For she does not have a choice, it feels like living in a perilous hell,
Battling with herself,
Asking for help,

Now darkness becomes her faithful companion,
Embark on the unfortunate situation,
But it does not stop her to keep going on,
She's strong, life must go on,

Now she can genuinely smile,
With her heart in relief with a joyful pile,
No one can break her,
Nor tear her,

She's unbreakable,
A wounded healer's soul,
A woman from a deepest sorrow,
Soaring like a raging arrow,

With the gentle touch of her hand,
She hopes for stable mental health, she can,
Mimicking her nightmares,
She did great, now she's happy in tears,

She has been through a lot of hurdles,
In life, she experienced struggles,
But she stood firm and fight for herself,
She got positive gains, such a relieving kind of help,

Everything she can collect,
Are a product of her intellect,
She's willed-minded,
A woman with an ability to lead,

Her words might seem harsh and destructive,
But you can find warmth in the words she left and gave,
She may act unfriendly,
But she is the purest creature you can see,

Behind her hurtful words,
Are the care she's afraid to be realized and told,
She's afraid that people will mistake her for something she is not,
Some things she is out of control of, even though she got the gut,

A girl in disguise,
To cover her truthful lies,
She did it for herself,
To protect herself from the judgmental gaze, she needs the help,

She covered herself with bruises of hopes hit,
That's how her problems have been coped with,
Drowning in her misery,
But then, she's fighting she will get the recovery,

She's sane and she's striving
For she knew, no one's caring,
She got her own back,
She has it, a surviving pack,

Her hands sway in alluring rhythm,
For she knew, here comes a hope's hymn,
Who would have thought it is possible,
To rise from the deepest struggles,

They pin her down as they want,
But they did not hear any complaint rant,
She let it all slide,
But now, she will no longer hide,

A fighter with her complete armor,
A goddess with her beautiful demeanor,
She's that one brave lady, you see,
Indeed, she's a wonderful catastrophe.