Long ago my worth was dependent on how you treated me
My happiness upon when you would see me
I always knew I was kind, I was good
Eventually I got used to your carelessness
And selfish nature
And accepted it as true
You knew I cared for you more than most
You took my good heart and crushed it by the weight of your hurt
Said it was hard to love me
But what I realize now, I deserve so much more
Than how you ever treated me; I am kind, I am loved, I am divine
A feminine heart in her truest form is not only kind, but honest with herself