Fighting the battle everyday
With a smile on her face
Protecting herself from the storm
Her goals she chase.

She’s unstoppable,
Full of chaos,
The moon knows her mystery and
The sun her sunshine.

How she picks herself well, every morning,
Towards her goals she marches.
She know she’s tired of all,
Does she have an option of giving up?
No! Says her big goals.

She distances herself from everything that makes her unhappy,
She’s more quite, absorbing and flowing,
Where life takes her to be.

There’s anxiety
There’s frustration
There are things making her feel drained,
The moon witnesses her giving up,
While the sun witnesses her getting up again :)