Keeping Your Head Held High
Upon you there will be, and upon others, you will see,
the heart being tornmented until all pain carried, comes heavily.
Wondering then if there is strength left to rise above, all the reverie,
cause by the tormenters, whom enjoy, causing people's insanity.
Them going about smiling with laughter, their fingers, at you, laying,
not even concerned about the horror, and the pain, on you, staying.
When confronted, with what they did, they then go to you, saying,
"don't you know, we didn't mean what we said, and we were, only playing."
When in doubt, while this you confront, make sure to your knowledge, you then rely,
knowing people go about hurting others, of which, have a journey, they can't deny.
Stick up for yourself, and don't fear pulling out the thorns, onto you they, then apply,
not accepting not one bit of their point of view, by always, keeping your head held high.
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