On her own
She is no more like she used to be
Living in this world on her glee
Climbing higher with no rope
Dealing with people with no hope
Not afraid of heights and depths
No fears for fights and bets
She takes a risk to get her dream
Clearing her path like a beam
Fighting bravely in the battleground
To make her success loudly sound
Believing in her strengths and powers
To climb adventurous mountains and towers
Cuz she is fed up with being coy
Treated badly like a toy
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