She is so strong. An image of power.
Eternal strength of mind
Forming a wall of concrete

Yet I see its cracks
Fresh coats of paint attempt to cover them,
The naked eyes sees strength
I see weakness

Callous. Cold. Unforgiving
I attempt to climb to the other side and
be in the sweet garden on the inside

She denies.
She refuses.

For who can protect her sweet garden if not her?
When inside it is too easily destroyed
She has learned
She denies.

She is power.
She is weakness.