Strong...

...is what I am as I don't fall down crying,
When I smile but inside I'm all dead,
Hear your voice in my dreams and
Don't wake up shaking harshly,

Strength is what I hold as my court scrutinizes
My every move after my fall,
Walk with my head held high showing no
Weakness as I urge myself to hide,

Crown over my head I cannot let others go as I wish to be,
Can't let my flaws show,
They come first then soon I shall follow,

Bowing to fate I cry alone,
In a castle where no will hear my pleas,
Nor be able to offer a warm embrace
I will remain just one
And that will be my finale show
Of my internal strength