A dream is a word. But for her, it had a powerful meaning.
She felt alone in this world, she was lost and was standing in the dark.
She was a little girl. What always remains is the passion in her.
The day she finally saw the light, electricity started running through her veins.
She couldn't stand it, she wanted to start jumping, but she couldn't.
She was scared. Scared about what the world might think or do.
She grew and still had the passion in her, but she knew that confidence was necessary in order to express her passion. Therefore she started to built confidence.
She searched for faith and found faith. For her, something was missing. She started walking, she couldn't take it anymore. Teardrops felt on her cheeks.
She faced negativity and tried to stay strong. She saw her reflection. Besides faith, strength and passion all she needed was herself. She was her light. That realization made her eyes fill with joy.
She is inlove.
She dreamed of paradise and found paradise. She started doing what she loves, and didn't let nothing stop her.
She is older now. She is a strong woman, she is inlove with her passion and inlove with herself.
They are indeed her lights.
