This Woman


This is the story of a woman
Who was not quite sure of herself
This woman who could not understand
who or what she was meant to be
But she knew, she is a woman
And woman she'll always be
But what about her
that was not so clear
Was the what, the why, the who, the when
What was there for her to do?
Why was she here?
Who was she here for?
When would she know her purpose?
Would she leave this place without a clue?
As to what it was she was meant to do
Her thoughts was all she had
And as she sat and thought
She realized
Did it matter just now
The why, the when, the what
One day, she would know
But as for now
She know this
She is, a woman

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