Reclaiming Her Worth

In the noise of expectations, she found her voice,

Silently choosing her path, she made her choice.

Tired of the smiles, painted on her face,

Worn down by the rush, in a crowded space.

Boundaries drawn, but confusion remained,

Mistaken for selfishness, her spirit drained.

She whispered to the stars, under the midnight sky,

"It’s time to let go, it’s time to fly,"

Stepping away from what never felt right,

Casting shadows of doubt, she stepped into light.

This is silent quitting, a quiet rebirth,

Not for laziness, but reclaiming her worth.

Each step a declaration, no need for applause,

In the stillness she thrives, for she knows what she’s lost.

She nested in comfort, in the arms of solitude,

No more watering gardens that only bred iciness.

Paths that once sparkled now feel like chains,

She breathed in the quiet, released all her pains.

She whispered to the stars, under the midnight sky,

"It’s time to let go, it’s time to fly,"

Independent and fierce, she dances through fire,

Taking her moments, lifting her desire.

This is silent quitting, a quiet rebirth,

Not for laziness, but reclaiming her worth.

Each step a declaration, no need for applause,

In the stillness she thrives, for she knows what she’s lost.

No loud exit, just peace in her soul,

No validation needed, she’s finding her whole.

Through whispers of strength, she rises anew,

A woman reclaiming what she always knew.

This is silent quitting, a quiet rebirth,

Not for laziness, but reclaiming her worth.

Each step a declaration, no need for applause,

In the stillness she thrives, for she knows what she’s lost.

In the echoes of silence, she breaks free at last,

This woman’s journey, a shadow of the past.

With every soft step, she’s learned to be bold,

A story of healing, a treasure untold.

In the echoes of silence, she breaks free at last,

This woman’s journey, a shadow of the past.

With every soft step, she’s learned to be bold,

A story of healing, a treasure untold.

This is silent quitting, a quiet rebirth,

Not for laziness, but reclaiming her worth.

Each step a declaration, no need for applause,

In the stillness she thrives, for she knows what she’s lost.

Through whispers of strength, she rises anew,

A woman reclaiming what she always knew.

No loud exit, just peace in her soul,

No validation needed, she’s finding her whole.