Poetry

Words

I was told I'm loved, I've been told I'm hated.

But which one is true, is yet to be debated.

I've been told that I'm powerful, I've been told that I'm weak.

I've been told that I'm normal, I've been told I'm a freak.

Some are called cat, some are called dog.

Some are all clear, others covered in fog.

From all the names we are called, to the ones we are given.

Not every one of them is tied with a ribbon.

Remember their words, do not define you.

Just think of all those mountains, those heights you could climb to.

The words that truly matter, are those of your own.

And even then, you are never truly alone.

Those people around you, your family and friends.

Are there to support you, till the very end.