She picks up the broken pieces, scattered all around at her feet
The failures
The hurt
The pain
The deceit
Collecting them one by one overtime
Slowly building another mountain to climb
Piece by piece
Layer by layer
Collecting those fragmented bits of the past
Only to build something stronger than the last
You will still feel hurt
You may still fail
Pain will always be there
But if you rebuild what was once crumbling down
You will, once again, walk upon solid ground