For each passing misery had made her strong,
Uncapped winner of circumstantial battles,
The silence of easy would bore her now,
Time heralded, the quest for calm would continue life long,
She smiled and roared, bring it on!
Happiness is the only fantasy which kept her awake,
Or she was fast asleep under the skin of responsible kin,
In her struggle to fit in she died every day,
In the laughter of loved ones she was reborn,
That ingenuous soul roared, bring it on!
Independent queen, surrounded by parasites,
Accustomed by now to find a foe in a friend,
When dared to believe, she realized it was a con,
With shining armor she roared, bring it on!
Nerve of steel, what would stop her in world,
Undaunted she is, would face it all,
Survivor of merciless past and savior of hope,
With burning desire she will roar, bring it on!