I can’t keep being
the little girl
who survives on her father’s allowance.
As long as I believe
I can only live with the minimum,
I will accept crumbs.
As long as I feel small,
I will place myself
in small jobs,
small lives.
But this is not my truth.
I already know—
I am capable of more,
much more.
And if I don’t rise for myself,
no one will.
Oct 16, 2025
Oct 16, 2025 at 7:43 PM UTC
I can’t keep being
the little girl
who survives on her father’s allowance.
As long as I believe
I can only live with the minimum,
I will accept crumbs.
As long as I feel small,
I will place myself
in small jobs,
small lives.
But this is not my truth.
I already know—
I am capable of more,
much more.
And if I don’t rise for myself,
no one will.
