She

She was a girl,

Maybe it was her fault!!

She was quite as sleeping flower,

And she listened all rubbish.

She was caring as mother,

And she was avoided by others.

She was hardworking,

Yet she was considered as useless.

And most important

She was pure as water originated from the mountains,

Yet she was questioned about her character.

She was hurt,

She was broken,

She was insulted

And

She cried.

Still she open her eyes every morning,

To fulfill the needs of others, with full of responsibilities in her eyes.

She accepts all neglectance,

She accepts all hurting words.

Her dreams were in vain,

Her aims which were high in the sky, now comes to land,

She has no wish to complete,

Still she loves everyone.

I was wondering that from where she learns to be strong?

Don't she wanna escape from the heartbreaking?