Am I Worthless Or Just Defenseless?


You tell me I'm worthless.

You tell me I can't comprehend as others comprehend.

I yearn to yell and defend myself.

But all I can do is whisper internally, "Help."

I am worthless? Am I worthless? 

Did you know that I'm fatherless?

You often ask if this is how my parents raised me.

I raised myself while my mother worked overtime.

Scrubbing for a nickel and a dime. 

So next time you degrade me, don't be surprised if I shout. 

It's time for my voice to resonate.

Words will spew from my mouth. 


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