Here’s a goddess
facing too many challenges,
called by sorts of names

It seems life
has been not easy to her
Her name has been tarnished
into the mud

Being called a witch
is not acceptable
Being bullied emotional
is so hurting
Yet they can’t see it

You were a seed
planted with purposes
Instead of watering you
they destroyed the real you

Rest easy
Perhaps your pains
will also be eased
but memories cannot
be erased