WHAT DO YOU CALL THIS?

Changes that know no bounds.

How do you define the capacity and worth of a woman when the opportunities she deserves are never granted to her?

What do you call a place where isolation is becoming exaltation?

A room where she has no voice.

A brilliant idea slowly turning into a mediocre mind.

Strength being mistaken for weakness.

Pride being cut short because “you have to take care of the kids.”

Everything colliding.

Everything depreciating.

And I look at all of this and think:

This is the mess my daughter should never have to belong to.

Cynthia D. voice—double dare every voice to carry this capacity.

Don't just speak. Say those words with confidence.

Don't just walk. Take those moves with audacity and let them ring.

Let it ring that you are made for excellence.

Let it ring that your ideas deserve room.

Let it ring that your voice deserves to be heard.

Because your worth is not measured by how quietly you sit in a room.

You were never created to shrink just to make the room comfortable for everyone else.