Dear woman,


I know you try

You stick around

Holding on to hope

Maybe today

Maybe today

He’ll feel bad for you

He’ll see the woman you’ve been

He’ll see the woman he claims to love

But your worth….

Is not defined by his words

Your worth….

Does not reside in the palm of his hands

Your worth…

Is not wrapped in his fist

Your worth

Will not be found in his actions

Your worth

Isn’t laying on his bed, with your legs wrapped around him

I know it’s hard

You’re lost in thought

You lost yourself

He’s in your head

He won’t let you breathe

But maybe today

Maybe today

You’ll wake up

Maybe tomorrow you’ll give yourself a chance

Before it’s too late

I hope you know

Inside of you

A goddess awaits

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