From People Pleaser to Warrior. by MissT

I used to keep the waters still
Smoothed the edges, bit my will
Gave my yes when I meant no
Built their peace while mine lay low

I said I’m fine with tear-streaked cheeks
Made myself small so they wouldn’t speak
Carried weight that wasn’t mine
And called it love, time after time

I softened blows, I held my tongue
Tried to be good, tried to be young
Tried to be needed, tried to be kind
But lost myself in being blind

Then one day silence made a sound
And in that quiet, I stood my ground
The girl who bent began to rise
With steady hands and open eyes

Now I speak with measured breath
And hold my own in life and death
No longer aching to be seen
I wear my name like armor clean

I choose myself, I walk with fire
I own my scars, I climb higher
I broke the chains, I cut the cord
I am not who I was before

I won’t be tamed or used for show
I bloom where none expect me to grow
You had your time, your chance, your ploy
I end your story as mine brings joy