Picture perfect painted Pictures
Modern day Dreams
Deciphered Mean
Morality and Justice Grasping in between
Mentally Deceived Honored to be a Queen
Doing every little thing to be seen
Loving Yourself is number one plan
Can’t no man out love a woman who wipe her own face with her bare hands
That’s a woman of pain a woman of hurt holding on to the tip of her skirt
Confident in her skin how dare they belittle her & try to win
Growth she wrote make her brain tremble
Begging for mercy waayyy before It grew
Dying to be understood let the assignment understand you
killer of the old and Bad news
Don’t care to much to even try
why make them understand what they think is a lie
Pointless schemes Pointless brings
Unwanted Negativity
Why entertain what could’ve been
I’m here to not only represent but make sure I’ve Grown WITHIN
This poem is a tribute to the woman I’ve become and the girl I once was …full of pain, numbness, and survival instincts. It’s a declaration that trauma doesn’t always need to be erased; sometimes, it shapes you into a person who can discern what’s real and protect what’s sacred. In a world that often encourages emotional walls, I’ve learned that true strength comes from allowing vulnerability in the right spaces. This is my declaration: don’t mistake me for easy, because what’s already defined within me can’t be torn down.