Heal Her
I remember hearing voices and recognizing faces
I remember her first early thoughts as a child.
Vivid memories keep coming back and some specific ones too.
I remember playing in the sandbox
and trying to see who would catch the swings first.
I remember wearing mommy's makeup and playing dress-up.
I remember passing notes to my crush
To see if he likes me or not.
I also remember playing Barbies with my cousins
And asking Mom if I could sleep over.
I remember wearing those ugly hot pink
“Girl Power” shirts.
But I also remember getting yelled at
For being too loud or too little.
I remember getting yelled at for being shy around family
I barely even knew
Does this relate to you? Any of it?
Growing into 13 going on 16 I remember!!!
Times of times were I was let down and heartbreak happened
I remember!!!
The body shaming,
the name-calling,
the fights, the grades,
the pure pressure
Everything that you could think of.
The relationships get harder
And your heart gets colder
I remember when he swept me off my feet
And when he broke me down to my knees.
Heal her is what I say.
Heal her from the trauma and pain.
Pick her up gently with your caring hands and heal her.
Heal her is what I say.
Heal Her.
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