Living in two worlds,
She is bathed in beauty and beaten to death.
Lives elegantly but begs.
Admired by many, loathed by her man.
Gives a beautiful smile with a painful cry.
Walks in heels with scars underneath.
Covered in jewels and dresses,
Hidden was a body full of bruises and scratches.
Strong and independent,
but weak and dependent.
She mingles with people to help her kind.
She was an irony,
For she lives the life she is willing to fight.
Though not for her, but for her kind.