🤗|because I don't care anymore|
This poem is for all those people who try their best to bring me down and low my spirit. A big thank you! Does it make you feel stronger, Or it make you feel superior, By talking about my loss and misery, And ignoring that I am a survivor. Does it give you more confidence, Or it gives you some saddistic pleasure, By drowning someone who is already struggling, While pretending to be a saviour. Does it give you courage, Or increases your self worth, By laughing over my wrong choices, And suppressing my inner voices. Does it make you brave, Or energizes your dead soul, By reminding me of my downfall, And pushing me down when I'm trying to stand tall. I look at you and wonder, Should I pity myself or you, Then I laugh out loud and smile, Because this is what that defines you. Your frustration is more evident, Your insecurity is more clear, Because you wonder how I'm so strong, And still don't shed a tear. Yes people like you make me strong