A Stronger Girl, Whom You Made

To the low spirits in the

Waning wretched corner

From, a stronger girl

Whom you made.

To the innumerable wakeful nights

Wrapped with peculiar pain,

The worthwhile days- you killed

With the angst of failure

I rise- a stronger girl

Whom you made.

To the hope struck

In the falling hourglass,

The timid tears that dripped off

Under the friend's warmth

I rise- a stronger girl

Whom you made.

To the time which fancied me

Fragile with bowed head,

The diaries which replaced me 

In the uninspired roll

I rise- a stronger girl

Whom you made.

To the ruthless moments which

Wished me to succumb,

I rise- for tomorrow,

For me, for the clan,

As a stronger girl

Whom you made.