Rockin' Stilettos

I was tired of walking  
in my own shoes,  
the pain to bare  
in Heartbreak blues,  
so I did what any woman  
in my position would do,  
I bought Stilettos  
to get over you.  
 
Couldn't rock the sweats
with these high heels,  
so I went shopping,  
my bare legs revealed,  
a mini skirt flared,  
the deal was sealed,  
I loved the look  
and how it made me feel.  
 
Had to lose the t-shirt,  
needed something to match,  
so I picked out a sweater  
with the cleavage detached,  
always kept myself hidden  
because of how you'd react,  
but now I get attention,  
men whistling, in fact.  
 
Walking down the street,  
hair blowing in the wind,  
a smile upon my face,  
no longer living pretend,  
finally have my closure,  
that chapter came to an end,  
rocking these Stilettos,  
this is where my story begins.