It's truly remarkable how a man can make a woman's heart bleed. How the words that stab at a woman, makes her never want to be anything that way. Too good. No.
We bleed. We hurt. We cry. And then we stand up again. Learning how to breathe. Repair our holes. And keep going forward. Yet you stop us when we are sure of our places. Ask us to break open once more. When we do, we are simple for hoping of goodness to be found.
Only then we find ourselves stabbed. Why bother? Tell me that. I don't even know why being a "good woman" has to be such a negative thing. Why the struggle to be true to myself and be God fearing woman? In doing so, I make my mind and self unattainable.
Not sure if being classified as a good woman will be anything but tears and tiredness. For the idea of always having this registered label seems as unappealing as being crazy.
In fact lets just agree that it is the same.
For sure no one man gets close enough to open that part of any woman. A man can label a woman anythin