They come, they halt, and they go;
And yet she is standing there.
Waiting, listening, breathing, breaking;
But life goes on everywhere.
A storm came and uprooted her life.
Then an eerie calm settled in.
But no one looked long enough to know;
The tornado yet going on within.
Such was the story of her life per say.
Two steps back for each one ahead.
She came; she tried, but didn't conquer.
Over the million monsters under her bed.
