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Day in,

Day out,

The same thing

With no way out.

No place to rest

My head but on

A pillow with

No heart, no soul.

No arm to curl

Around me,

To comfort me,

To tell me to forget

My worries, my sins.

No smile to add

A little more sunshine

Into my day

With promises for my night.

Be strong,

Be unyielding,

Be a modern woman,

They say.

But I am tired,

I am weary,

And there are times

When I want to do nothing

But curl up and cry.

But I never do,

Even when my back

Is to the wall,

And I'm being mauled

By the world.

My face is granite,

My chin is high

And never a tear

Falls from my eyes.

I am strong,

I am resilient,

I am independent,

I say, and still

I pray that

I don't fall apart.

Day in,

Day out,

The same thing

With no way out.