Space requested to cry,
Space requested to express,
Space requested to be herself,
Space requested above and beyond,
To stand tall for all she believes.
She is an inch shorter than yesterday,
Carrying the weight of others expectations,
Caged and crumbled,
Cursing the gloom and doom.
Mushroomed under circumstances,
Capped with serenity,
She stays short,
& still alive.
To get your voice heard,
You need to keep silence.