Two days ago,
I saw a girl on street
She had purple stains
on her
cheeks.
Bruises and scars
on her
hands.
Her life was surely full
of storms and
tornados she had survived.
Due to her miserable state
something sparkled inside her eyes
It was hope, a tiny piece of will to fight.
She didn't have an armor,
she didn't wear a cape,
but she surely was a hero
because
she had faith.
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 4:04 PM UTC
Two days ago,
I saw a girl on street
She had purple stains
on her
cheeks.
Bruises and scars
on her
hands.
Her life was surely full
of storms and
tornados she had survived.
Due to her miserable state
something sparkled inside her eyes
It was hope, a tiny piece of will to fight.
She didn't have an armor,
she didn't wear a cape,
but she surely was a hero
because
she had faith.
