The Goddess life cycle,
Maiden, Mother, Crone.
Youth and chaos is all I’ve known,
I emerge into the next phase.
I am ready,
But I don’t want to lose me.
Or maybe now I’m a different me,
My pain was growth.
I stepped down from the stage,
No longer seeking applause & eyes.
I didn’t want attention & the lies,
I don’t have time.
Submissive but rebellious,
Detached but not distant.
Maybe I wasn’t one of those girls,
Maybe I belong in my own world.
Maybe I am passive,
Or maybe only certain battles are worth pursuit.