Maeve was drunk all the time.
Tonight, was not an exception.
She drove trucks for a living. Her father and mother were kind enough to give birth to her, not realizing that they had to take care of her until she was eighteen. Long story short, they took the easy way out.
She would walk through the darkest nights,
on uneven roads, crossing all the hurdles,
facing many people, making herself to fight
against the world out there, bearing all the pain
to stand for herself and to build a world of her
own filled with confidence and power to create,
nurture and transform.
Coz she's a rare woman who is bold, beautiful
and fierce.