People ask me why I don't react
and why I don't strike back when people hurt me
and I smile and I shrug.
I suppose
when people try to hurt me
it's nothing compared to everything else.
Why worry about the little things
when there are more important things at hand?
If someone hits me
I stand and I take it like a man.
And only rarely
do I hit them back.
But you can bet your life
that when I hit back
it will hurt more than anything they've done to me.
When someone insults me
or snaps at me
I don't strike back
because my pain
is much worse than that.
There will always be something that hurts more.
I don't complain about the little things.
I'm always hurting.
The things I go through everyday
for you
are worth it
to see a smile.
And I hurt myself far worse than anyone else can
just by thinking about my mistakes
and the things I've done
to hurt others.
So if I were to strike back at everyone who had hurt me
I'd end up destroying myself.
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PoetryA thing. A thing in which I write some poetry. I've never really written much poetry, so... yeah. Exciting. It can get spooky sometimes. (By spooky, I mean that it can get dark. Trigger warning in advance, just in case.) Tread lightly. I'm obviously...
