And There, She Prays<3

She'd never let you see the real her. Why? She doesn't think it's good enough. Not good enough for you, for everyone else, but mostly to herself. She tries to be strong, because any less would show she's weak. And she wouldn't dare let you see her cry. No, she'd never let that happen. Because those tears are just too real. The emotion is just too raw. The cut's a little too fresh, and the hurt is a little too much. But don't take it wrong, she'll be perfectly fine. She always dusts herself off, and gets back up again. Sure, it's only for short time until someone knocks her back off her feet. But she'll keep getting up. She'll always pull through. She hasn't got many friends, but her family's there. She's got God on her side. She sees that as just enough. It doesn't make the struggle any less though. She still fights everyday. So far, she's winning. She's never been lucky, so she figures it's her faith. But that small victory, that small prize of life that she claims everyday, is what allows her to get up off the ground. So untill that's taken away from her, untill it's rudely snatched from her hands and throw away out of her reach, she'll continue in her battle. And she will always, always, stand back up. Because she's learned, every time she's fallen, she hits her knees, and there: She prays. <3

Just something I found myself writing at 2:30 am. It isn't much but I felt good to get it out :)