Fight for me.
When I feel weak, torn, broken down; be my weapon in disguise.
Be strong for me.
As a women, I was cursed with hormones that cause my eyes to leak without permission. Stop them and hold me.
Speak for me.
As much as I’m able to do so myself, I get lazy and the words hide from me.
Think like me.
Learn the ropes, watch my closely and become apart of me.
Most importantly….love me.
Not for just my beauty but for who I am.