She’s Not What They Labeled Her
She’s not crazy
she learned how to survive chaos
that lived where love was supposed to be.
Her mind bent only to protect her heart
from breaking again.
She’s not stupid
she trusted words wrapped in kindness,
hands that promised safety,and learned too late how manipulation wears a gentle face.
She doesn’t have an attitude
she has boundaries now walls built from lessons that once cut her open.
Her silence is not disrespect it’s self defense. She’s not bitter
she’s done swallowing lies
to keep others comfortable.
The truth tastes sharp
when you’ve been forced to choke on it.
She’s not stuck in the past
the past still visits her body,
echoes in her breath,
lingers in places memory never left.
Trauma doesn’t fade on command.
She’s not weak she believed in love,in people,in promises.
Trust is not weakness
it’s courage before it’s broken.
She’s not giving up
she’s tending wounds no one saw,
learning how to love herself without apology.
Healing looks quiet, messy, slow
but it is still strength.
So if she seems guarded,
if she speaks carefully,
if she walks away sooner than before
know this She didn’t change.
She rose.
~butterfly ~
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