Lives are changing.
Placements, positions, living a better way.
Always have to be the boss. The bigshot with the last say.
The only say.
The words thrown were negative.
To be with that all day?
How would a person survive?
Does your soul have a chance to feel beautiful?
Mine does. My big changes.
The hardest work.
Telling myself over and over that I am worth these damn words.
It’s time for my words. I get my own say.
Positive and kind, I sleep well. Like no one is here.
Some are, but never again the ones that betray.