Her head held high,
She stands tall and proud,
Making solemn promises,
Never to see the one who stole her heart.
Beneath the facade,
Pieces of her broken heart are trying to break the wall that's keeping the pressure in.
If only she could be alone for a minute,
Free the jagged pieces of her shattered heart.
But she has to hold onto the facade a moment longer.
Which she will!
If her will doesn't break under the pressure,
Let her down like her heart did.
Shanah
