Be Your Own Hero

She was like putty in their hands, hanging onto every word spoken from their lips. They held the power to mold her into any mood: anxious, amused. bewildered, blissful. cynical, cheerful. But no more. She has ripped herself from the toxic ties they had on her life, and now, she is the inspiration for the smile painted on her own face. She is no longer the moon depending on others to illuminate her world. She is now the sun, and she shines with her own light.