More!
I want so much more
Than this judgment I've been handed;
I'm worth so much more
Than this grain of salt
With which my life has become equated.
I can not bear to be told
That all who I am, and seek to become,
Amounts to the nil
You've seen fit to define:
I scorn your indifference and lack of concern.
Unbeknownst to you,
The strives I have made and the battles I have won
Deep within my past,
Prove you wrong.
You have rendered me incompetent and unsung.
So be it!
I will rise to the pinnacle,
That by then I will already have won,
To see you beneath me,
Awed by what I have become.
Copyright © Danielle Nelman | Year Posted 2005
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