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.