You always try to keep a smile on.

Being knocked around you feel useless. 

Broken and bruised your esteem is long gone.

This war you are forced to fight is truceless. 

 

Weakened by all the negativity, 

You lose the will to stand up for yourself. 

This pain you feel is your captivity.

A brave heart is the true strength in ones self. 

 

Standing up for yourself needs to be done. 

You can stand up for yourself and not run. 

 No longer will you need to hide or scream.  

 

They say you are not beautiful In vain

You were able to find Beauty from pain.