Alone, a darkened sitting room,
She sat, in the light of the floating moon,
Alone and yet, she found her voice,
'Cause sometimes it is not a choice,
Some words have to be spoken ,
and some fears must be broken,
Some tears were shed,
And sleep was lost,
But that is when she found out who she was,
Alone, under the rainy sky,
Alone no one to know she cried,
And to think ,
A month ago,
She wasn't strong enough,
To be ,
Alone.
