Don't destroy my hard work
It's truly remarkable how a man can make a woman's heart bleed. How the words that stab at a woman, makes her never want to be anything that way. Too good. No.
We bleed. We hurt. We cry. And then we stand up again. Learning how to breathe. Repair our holes. And keep going forward. Yet you stop us when we are sure of our places. Ask us to break open once more. When do our simple we are for hoping of goodness to be found.
Only to find ourselves stabbed. Why bother? Tell me that. I don't even know why being a "good woman" has to be such a negative thing. Why the struggle to be true to myself and be God fearing, I make my mind and self unattainable.
Not sure if being classified as a good woman will be anything but tears and tiredness. For the idea of always having this registered label seems as unappealing as being crazy.
In fact lets just agree that it is the same.
For no one gets close enough to open that part of any woman. A man can label a woman anything he wants but when you break the ice to the melting point the reality, note how well did you really know that woman.
I seriously get so tired of being labelled good hearted or just plain good. To me it is the same as being labelled cute. No woman EVER wants to be called cute. Always we land in this friend zone.
Rather just not.
So my tears of frustration will lead to a migraine but it's good to clear myself of any reminders of words given. Picking myself back up and carrying on, as I should.
Perhaps the words are innocent but it just places a woman back into a box she worked so hard to get out of. Don't destroy our hard work. It only brings shame to your memory in us.
We bleed. We hurt. We cry. And then we stand up again. Learning how to breathe. Repair our holes. And keep going forward. Yet you stop us when we are sure of our places. Ask us to break open once more. When do our simple we are for hoping of goodness to be found.
Only to find ourselves stabbed. Why bother? Tell me that. I don't even know why being a "good woman" has to be such a negative thing. Why the struggle to be true to myself and be God fearing, I make my mind and self unattainable.
Not sure if being classified as a good woman will be anything but tears and tiredness. For the idea of always having this registered label seems as unappealing as being crazy.
In fact lets just agree that it is the same.
For no one gets close enough to open that part of any woman. A man can label a woman anything he wants but when you break the ice to the melting point the reality, note how well did you really know that woman.
I seriously get so tired of being labelled good hearted or just plain good. To me it is the same as being labelled cute. No woman EVER wants to be called cute. Always we land in this friend zone.
Rather just not.
So my tears of frustration will lead to a migraine but it's good to clear myself of any reminders of words given. Picking myself back up and carrying on, as I should.
Perhaps the words are innocent but it just places a woman back into a box she worked so hard to get out of. Don't destroy our hard work. It only brings shame to your memory in us.
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