Tears stream down her face
As she screams into the night.
The urge to break something was something she didn't want to embrace.
All she wanted was to put up a good fight.
A tight ball of fire was burning through her chest,
As her fists clenched at her side.
She knew the universe was giving her a test.
So she pulled back to save her pride.
Stomping at the ground with all of her might,
She screamed and she cursed, thinking over her blight.
Then she dried her tears and searched for a plan
One that didn't make her like the Joker, but like Batman.
