I AM... STRONG
I am...
I am strong like a hundred man army
Words are unable to hurt me
I am not stupid
I am not retarded
This is the girl who spends hours doing her homework
This is the girl who longs to learn as quick and easy as eveyone else
But the slurs cannot hurt me, not even reach my ears
These slurs bounce off my body like bullets off Superman
I am strong like a hundred man army
I am smart
The top nine percent of her class is not retarded
She is smart and strong
I am Salma...
I am strong like a hundred man army
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