They tell me I'm not good enough.
That I am not worthy of success.
They say I will never be able to do it,
and put my dreams to rest.
They tell me that I won't make it,
so I should just give up now.
They compare me to others,
more than I should allow.
They call me names.
Incompetent, failure, and loser are just a few.
They say that I have little to gain,
and a lot to lose.
Their attacks continually build,
succeeding to weigh me down.
I encounter blow after blow,
eventually forced to the ground.
Like a flower blossoming from the ground,
Rising slowly at first,
but then with haste to show.
To show them that I am more than what they say.
And that I'm worthy of success.
And I can do anything I put my mind to,
because I also deserve the best.
That I am a dreamer.
And my goals are attainable.
And able to prove them wrong,
because I am fully capable.
I will never be forced down again,
because I am strong enough to stand.
So the next time they try to abuse me,
I will just say "and?".