The Train Called Life

People say she is strong

They tell her so

They find inspiration in her words

Each lingering detail flowing from that mind of hers

When asked if she feels strong

Her answer may surprise you

She is real and honest

Tension and stress weigh her down

She chuckled, 

No, absolutely not

People think I'm strong

Why?

Because I got to my next stop?

They didn't see the tears 

That broken spirit

All that negativity

The sorrow, sadness and self loathing

Is it strength if I cried all the way there?

Is it strength if it took me years to arrive?

Is it strength if I arrived beaten down,

Torn apart and tired? 

Is it strength if she finds her power after she arrives?

If that's strength, 

Then yes, I suppose I am strong

Not because I thought I would make it

Not because I wanted to go

Not because I love life so much

I'm strong because I have to be

Life goes on with or without you

Why not hop on the train called life?

Go for a joy ride

Whether it's day or night

Let the wind blow in your hair

On that train

Called Life