Wisdom In the Words
I hear the wisdom in her words and the pain in her voice.
This isn't where she saw her life because she didn't have a choice.
I see the youth in her face and the age when she speaks to me.
She only ended up like this way because life turned her you see.
Never feeling like she truly had a place on Earth.
She has felt like this since day one when her mom gave birth.
Life made her learn how to just survive.
It taught her we aren't living just because we are alive.
The air we breathe doesn't mean anything if we don't enjoy each breath we take.
I wonder about the changes her life is going to make.
She has been raped and beaten and she still stands tall.
She holds her high because by herself she survived it all.
She made one choice along this journey called life.
It was the most important choice she would make to end her strife.
She wasn't a victim of her circumstance.
She decided to be a survivor because she chose to stop and dance.
She chose to make the most life and feel blessed 'cause she's alive.
She wants to make the most of life instead of just survive.
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