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Jun 2011
How can it be that all this time
I’ve been playing a role
That disempowered me
I walked around with my head hung low in shame
I deserved not your love or friendship
It was true that if I had been victimized
I must be no good

Then somehow I see a video, I hear a word
I suddenly get it
I’m not a victim
I’m a volunteer
I signed up for domestic violence
I walked in ignoring the red flags
Thinking I can change him
He won’t do it to me
I’m the love of your life
Why can’t you see?

My lack of boundaries
My fear to disagree
Painted me into a pretty corner
I won’t again see
I’m through signing up
I’m done being a volunteer
I woke up today and saw
The real me

This ***** ain’t taking your patronizing **** no more
Go call someone else honey and tell ‘em how to feel
‘cuz today I had enough
Of your belittling me
All it took was a choice
To say nothing and slowly **** my spirit
Or to wake up roar and let you deal with it

HA HA HA

You men were excellent teachers
Showing me everything I don’t want to be
So thank you
I am through
My *** is laughing merrily
The choice was always mine..
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   Alicia Strong
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