Strong. I am strong
Like a knight in his armor
Lynch me with rocks,
I assure you, I won't feel a thing.
My folded steel shell,
Laid brick wall that I've built all around me
Is, trust me, not something
That you could so easily break.
I am strong. I am hard,
I am thick, I am heavy,
I'm a woman, so tall,
Looking down from her throne.
In these days, when
I was so indifferent and lonely,
I have changed,
Oh yes, you won't believe how I've grown.
But this shell
Barely covers the feelings I'm hiding,
And the glare of the steel
Is a lousy disguise for my tears.
Late at night,
When the armor chills out in the corner,
Even walls can't protect me
From memories, emotions and fears.
Only then, when I'm sure
There's no soul that can see me,
Can I peel off off the mask
And reveal the true me to the light.
So I cry,
And the moonlight is wrapping my body,
And I force myself
To be prepared for the next mornings' fight.
So you ask,
Why to keep myself so undercover?
I've got you by my side,
And your oath to be honest and true..
No, I don't need to think,
For my answer is noted and written -
There's a reason to each tear I cry,
And the reason is you.