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She was a Champion..

She was as beautiful as petals to a rose, she was as pure as bubbles to the water. She could change your frown to a beautiful smile without you realizing it. She could bleed herself to color your life. She was a mate to all, a fate to none. She was strong enough to hide emotions, weak enough to love. She had everything within, yet she seemed exposed. Her picture was a perfect portrait of a girl with everything in her hand, she could do all, nothing was impossible ... until she realized she was a girl. 

She treated everyone as a friend, she loved everyone without an end, but she forgot she was a girl. 
She walked alone on the roads late at night, she wasn't scared of anything, but she forgot she was a girl. 
She played amazing, jumped around with boys, laughed hard in public, but she forgot she was a girl. 
She got drunk with friends, but she forgot she was a girl. 
She worked hard enough to challenge her competitors but was granted a reservation as she forgot she was a girl. 

She was strong enough to face the stones with girl written on it, yet she bled every moment, she cried every night, but every morning she woke up with a smile. She had no grudge towards anyone, she'd been cursed along because of her identity, yet she had her head held high. 
Because she was always a champion, wearing bruises with pride. ❣

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