The Pillar

Proud and built with a smile

She stands tall

For a little while

Her faith is wavered

Her hope is weak

Her pain is a badge

Only for her to keep

Through tumultuous pains

Uneven and weathered

She clings to her heart

Hoping it gets better

For strangers

She’s solid, unbroken and meek

Yet on her shoulders she holds the world

Without a budge or a blink

In plain sight

She puts up no fight

Hoping that people believe she’s alright

Too proud for her weakness

She broadens her smile

She knows how to do it

She’s done it for a while

Tears are crippled behind her stare

Nothing out of place

Not even her hair

Very put together

Polished and complete

Stands the little brown girl from the pillar

Who fought for love and had to retreat

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