So she says

She is weak so she says, abundant in thoughts of failing .

Succumbing to an attitude that could wilt her to a darkness that is beyond her to fight.

Trying to find her passion in life was harder than blaming herself for all the limits she was put through.

In shame she hung her head, in black and white view hope lost her in the mist of the fight to keep going.

A fragile mind to the outside she knew she was losing a
battle where she was her own worst enemy.

Time lost to seek what it was to find her identity again...

She didnt give up though, the little strength she had left was about to change her.

It hit her, she awoke from the darkness, found the light in her.

It was like being reborn in to the world with an opportunity of a will she wouldv'e thought impossible before.

She made sense again, beauty emerged through her like a rising sun on a summers day

With a glow so warm it touched all that stood around her.

She is strong so she says believing in what she can overcome is never to give in to
fear of losing when its not lost yet.