She tried to be perfect. She pushed. She worked.
She dimmed her flame. He rose, she shrank.
She softened her voice. He fed on choice.
She stepped behind. He claimed to have usurped her shine.
She built the base. He took the entire praise.
She let him end the talk. She walked on chalk.
At home, she faded. At work, she blazed.
Tolerance has limits, shrinking scars all spirits.
Empathy turns into pain when it’s a one‑way strain.
Self‑respect makes the call; she must stand tall.
Jekyll‑Hyde role, fracture whole souls.
Kindness needs spine, boundaries to define.
True teams rise, aren’t ego‑disguised.
Growth takes two, not just the one in view.
Rupa Rao
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