You will see me struggle
But you won't see my fall
Regardless of every weakness
I'm going to stand tall

Every time I will be living
In pain and in vain
But always wear a biggest smile
Though I want to cry

I'm going to fight to live
Though destined to die
It may be difficult to survive
But you won't see me fall
I'm going to stand tall

Her eyes were all dry
The folks had deserted her so that she even cry
All her melancholies abided her eyes
Awaiting someone
But hopes were all lies

The child drawn of moon made her weak
But without a quirk on the street she laid
Her hopeless eyes closed as if she died
Fear of everything she saw
Not a hand to calm her brow

The drawn was how broken
The stories of forgotten women were woken
The fog and mist had nothing cleared
The thickened fog blotted out my vision

The solitary women was deserted by all
Though her hardship made her strong
Nor she whishpered a single note
Not a hand out for a support

Torn her clothes did not work her in
I wondered -"what was her sin!?"
Yes the' no where's women' she was !?"
"Why was she!?" I wondered for the cause .

Holding a knife
she stands by
Mind of heavy loads
Never does right
Body went raging
Her eyes were seeking
A breath was suddenly heard
A death is going to be curse
No one can understand
What is going through her mind !?
She is a divine or a criminal mind