Strong Girl

To my parents,

To my siblings,

To my family,

To my friends,

In everyone’s eyes,

I’m the strong girl,

Independent at the least;

Who am I if I can't be their strong girl?

What if I can’t be their strong girl?

Have I ever been their strong girl?

How am I going to be their strong girl?

When will I become their strong girl?

I feel like I became their strong girl,

Just because,

Just because I have no other choices,

When my thoughts,

Hugged by celestial bodies,

And my eyes,

Filled with deformed crystals,

That’s the bell,

On how I live like a moon

There I am,

Chaperone by luminaries,

Seen by many,

Along the journey,

But still there,

One and only,

Different but still shining,

For many.

Still trying to be

The Strong Girl

- by AJ -