who i use to be
i was the girl in the corner, shaken
shaken, but not broken
not yet at least.
i am someone who was repectful of others
but they beat me to the ground.
they threw stones and sticks screaming "witch!"
i thought i was in the salem trials, afraid to be burned alive and why?
because they are ignorant and unaccepting of me being me
just because im wiccan, does that not mean im free?
to be me?
but it changed like some did, they left me alone
i got up with help from my lover and people who i consider
sisters and brothers in my family of protection
you dare interfere you will be shamed by us
but if you wish to join i will forgive because im wiccan
and i am respectful of others.