Not a Victim

Sometimes I play the victim, all helpless and in pain.
It might get me some pity, but what else do I gain?
It paints me as the weak one, but that’s not who I’d be
If I stood in my full power and claimed my destiny.

My life does not revolve around another person‘s choice.
I decide who I am, I have the loudest voice.
My love is not defined by the one who turned it down;
She simply could not receive a love this deep and this profound.

So I will hone my loving skills and find a brand new flame —
One who can receive my love and love me back the same.
No longer will I settle for just some scattered crumbs,
For I am not a victim now but one who overcomes.