Do you think you can beat me?
That your words will tear me down?
I will stand as tall as need be.
Never look down to the ground.
I'm not afraid of confrontation,
Try to fight me and you'll see.
I'll kick your ass without a problem,
And laugh as you spit venom at me.
I've been fighting since sixth grade,
Got tired of the bullies.
Go ahead and talk your shit,
About the things you've never seen.
YOU ARE READING
Mistaken
PoetryA book of poems about the LGBT, depression, selfharm, suicide, freedom, and society.