Cowering, like a whipped dog,
My tail's between my legs.
Nowhere to hide, but within myself,
From your anger and rage.
You told me who I was, and I accepted,
With no questions asked.
That woman lives within me no longer.
She's a vision of your past.
You tell me I have no choices.
I no longer believe that's true.
My self-image and self-worth
No longer depend on you.
You tell me that I'm yours,
You're entitled to me.
But I'm not a doll upon your shelf.
I'm not a piece of property.
I don't need you to catch me.
I don't feel like I'm going to fall.
I don't need you to hold me up.
Because I feel I'm standing tall.
I was given time to find myself,
Left alone with my thoughts far too long.
I've grown much stronger now.
I'm a woman of my own.
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