Her pace is brisk
Her eyes intent
She knows her goals. She's never lent
A hand. But then, nor has she borrowed one.
She's followed by many, yet she's alone
She's confident. She's fierce. She's brave.
She's ruthless. She's cruel. She never forgave.
She lets nobody prove her wrong.
She marches on and on and on.
She saves her longing and her tears
For when no-one else is near.
She puts her mask back on, continues the ascent.
Her pace is brisk,
Her eyes intent.
