Becoming My Own

You’re words, they hurt. If I cry, it’ll make things worse. You keep playing games. I don’t think they’re fun. The rumors, they haunt me. There’s nowhere to run. That’s how I used to feel. Then I found something real. I found it in myself. It’s something not found anywhere else. Faith and pride. Self-love can arise. Now your words, They bounce back. You can’t harm me, So there’s no use in your attack. I overcame your power, I stepped back from your reign. I feel no need to cower, My happiness is your pain.