She had always longed to have a home
A father
A real mother
A sister who was always there.
She never got what she longed for
She lost the first guy she let into her heart
Left alone to lead a legion
When it seemed there was someone to replace him,
That person left just the same.
Always left alone, always left with sorrow and grief
Always longing for a place to call home.
Still she must be strong for the legion
Still she must go on to lead her people
She must lead each day, poker-faced,
Never revealing what she truly feels inside