Hold my head up high....
oh hearts desire ...to STAND strong, DIGNIFIED, though tainted by your cunning handed to me in kind words, how you could take my LOVE so confidently lie, betrayed my heart and still i bore you child, and then by earths expectations i walked out wouldnt show no hurt no defeat, make up on dressed all phly, not a scar in sight yet still they lay hidden in my deepest, a place only those i TRUSTED could see, on my softest walls you stabbed me,
and now i raise her, a BEAUTY given to me by my saviour and now you want a part? what about what you did to my heart, "do not be bitter, do not hold a grudge,"how quick life ran to help you stand your evil ground, how understanding the world was with you and yet it was I who lay battered and bruised, and now he loves.... me , but fear you evil beast would steal my JOY my COURAGE, all for the chance to live, i look at her my heart as she grows and pray with every molecule that this worlds portion for WOMEN, for the QUEENS and PRINCESSES, do not pass her by, that life would show me this KINDNESS, aint it a blessing that we have a God who for our gentle strong souls fights, oh so NOT DEFEATED but rather facing it and now i stand not disguised, scars and all BEAUTIFUL and STRONG victory battles cry,proud, feminine...it is you defeated not I
