Once upon a time
Once upon a time,
I learned a lesson the hard way.
That people only have as much power
As you give them.
That you place value in their words
And measure yourself on their scales.
But girls are cruel
And wield this power
Like they are going to war
Once upon a time,
I cried every night
And cowered before you.
Believing your horrid lies
That I was mean
And you were joking.
But girls are two faced,
And knew how to shatter my will
Like it was glass instead of iron.
Once upon a time,
My mama told me
Never let them see you cry,
Shoulders back and head held high,
Never let someone determine who you can be.
So now I smile.
Still fighting to see past your words,
But remembering who I am.
Shoulders back and head held high.
I took back control
Once upon a time,
I learned a lesson the hard way.
So thank you,
For showing me who I don't want to be
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