![]() StormerA Story by Kathryn SmithThere is a constant Storm Brewing In my blood And there is fire Burning Crackling In my soul A hurricane Whipping through My eyes I didn't battle for my life Only to walked all over To be treated Poorly By people Who were friends To me I've had enough Of being silent Not standing up For myself If you walk All over me I will stomp All over you And if you speak hatred of me I'll speak kindly of you
Cannot and does not Win I might be small but oh am I mighty And I will no longer Tolerate Your bullying Your teasing Your mother Trashing me Her eyes are so full Of a loathing With just one look I can make you Cower And with my words I have the ability To kill But the greatest thing I will do Is to ignore The stinging words And walk On With A smile And a heart Full of peace I am the daughter of Jay And I straighten my crown I know who I am And I am Strong © 2017 Kathryn SmithReviews
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