LONELY
She is alone and desolate
She does not know what is coming her way.
She is quite and is helpless
Yet she is trying to see what is unclear and unsaid.
A tear, a fear and with pain in heart
She is accepting her lonely path.
She fought, she tried and she took a stand
But was betrayed and was left to cry again.
She has her plans in her mind and is waiting
For the right to come and to establish them.
P.S: She is alone and desolate, but she is not week as she is waiting for her way to be in her reach
