Cut out the shame
The parts you don’t want to see
Cut out the hurt
The parts that keep coming for me
Cut out the scars
The parts the haunt my dreams
Cut out the abuse
The parts that excepted the excuse
Cut out the insecurity
The parts that gave me instability
Cut of the lies
The parts that cut off all my ties
Cut out the isolation
The parts that created easy manipulation
Cut out the stranger that I see
Making room for the women I’ll be
Unapologetic for my strength, wisdom, my faith
That part will stay.
The love will stay.
The outspoken will stay.
The untamable will stay.
The beautiful storm will stay.
The peaceful rain storm will stay.
Cut out the pain
Make room for me and don’t you dear complain.