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On My Worth:
My anger is protective
Self-preservation
If I am screaming
I cannot sob
Wielding fists
Slashing tongue
The little girl
For whom none went to war
Now a woman
Eager for battle
So she can prove to herself
“They were wrong this whole time.”
Making warriors out of men
Who never signed up for battle
His silence an echo from my past
Sounding the alarm once again
Self-preservation
If I shoot first
I cannot be ambushed by abandonment
I lead the dance
On my mark
Get set
GO
Away from here
Away from me
The little girl
For whom none would stop time
Now a woman
Marking each minute he made her feel less than
“Men who have bled in battle
Have crawled at my feet
For just once chance”
Believe me when I say
I know exactly what the fuck I am
My anger is sacred
As it screams
I am worth it