Her Battle

Exhausted she starts another day Though she slept the night before Unsure of how much more she can take She's drained down to her core Although she tries to appease the masses She has very little left to give As she begins to question her own existence and this life that she's trying to live notebooks cover her room filled with all the thoughts in her head collectively she keeps them there to clear her thoughts instead and every pen is her sword and every setback is her war as she prepares for the ultimate war if she's ready yet, she's unsure yet she still has the audacity that this conquest she can win she covered her heart in armor and picks up her favorite pen she takes hits and fires back she matches them blow for blow but she won't back down or cower away she stands ready to fight they can steal her last breath but she'll be damned to let them take her.light!