Weak Strength

I'll make it
no what what
I won't subcumber
I won't even cut

Even with the people
who is turning
into a jealous green monster
and envy is burning

With envy insult
I shrink that much smaller
but all that means
it just makes it a little harder

With every whisper
I'll hold my head my high
with all of the hate
I won't cry

I won't break down
I won't fall
as hard as it is
I won't corner into a wall

I'll fight if I must
I don't want to
but if it's what they want
it's that day they'll rue

My friends worry
My family have concern
Frankly, so do I
though it's just a burn

I'm supposed to be solid
I'm supposed to be strong
all I can hope
is that the teasing won't be long.

I say I'm strong
but am I really weak?
Why are do they hurt?
Why am I the freak?

Kimberly Piet © 2008