Emotions and an Insult
I take your insults and I swallow my tears
I will not show weakness in front of you
I refuse to show that you affect the way I feel about myself
But image is everything
Me, we, you, us, society, we will never turn a blind eye to appearance
You may bite your tongue and judge me silently but this will not change how I look
But it has
Your voice has the power to break my wall
My wall that defined me and all that I am
Are you proud? You produced a damaged broken girl. Good job.
But I will stand up
I will pick up the broken pieces of my mirror
And I will redefine myself
Not to please you or anyone but to please myself
But improvement comes in time
Just like your personality and thoughts about others
Maybe it will get better with age