It was her
Felt scared by knowing the thoughts,
Imagined she's gonna judge me as well,
Was scared to tell her the truth,
Where I was the victim of the event myself,
Came to knew,
Being a woman is a lot of judgement,
It's me who has to take the measures of the paths,
To keep my eyes open and not let myself fall apart,
I was scared by her thoughts,
I was scared by what she's gonna think of me,
I was scared of how m gonna tell her the secret that is lying within,
I was scared of sharing the weight that got me mad....
But in the end,
It was she who bought the faith to the heart..
In the end it was her,
To make me believe in being me again....