Her pride is bigger than your ego,Sharper than your ugly words And it has always been there for her to walk as a queen;No matter what her pretty eyes have ever seen …

Once upon a time; there was a little girl who believed in herself and in the woman she wanted to be.She is standing now looking at her broken mirror Observing its blurry pieces And yet feeling so proud of what she is looking at ….

One day I’ve chosen my pride to be my sword And since then I have been always there for myself I’ve been my own soldier, And my whole army that don’t grieve over losing worthless battles anymore...

But darling, You can’t keep swallowing your pride in order to feed someone else’s ego and calling it love …