Lingering Spark

Stripped of my confidence, I am struck by your harsh words. You tell me that I cannot do it, that I cannot achieve my dreams. I am a fool, a mistake into this world. A loner. A nobody. Every day, every minute, and every second, I always feel the burden of your words. I walk with my shoulders slumped, my head down, my hair covering my face. Shy, weird, yes, people would call me that. Your words, they stay permanent in my head. You don't even need to use a permanent pen to mark your win because I am already trapped, bullied by those words. Don't you see how great of an effect you have on me? Don't you notice that I am deprived of my self-esteem, my happiness, my being. I am merely an empty shell, walking with no destination. My dreams were crushed into specks by your lovely, foul mouth. Words do have power and I believe that. Do you? Of course not. You're pride is as tall as a skyscraper and your ego is big as this universe. You have an everlasting supply of self-confidence. Slowly, gradually, I am decaying. And you, you are growing taller and stronger. But today, I will rise up and become my own skyscraper. I will design and build myself. You wonder how and where I found the strength to construct a stronger me? I recognized a lingering spark in me. The spark that I thought had disappeared. And you know how you said that you burnt that spark out? Well, you were wrong. You never fully extinguished my spark. Today, I will rise and reclaim my life! You are going to watch me rise to the top and overcome the obstacles. Those obstacles that I once saw as tremendous and fearful; they are now little and fragile. Standing at the top, I realize that I always possessed equal strength. I was blinded by fear and I locked my confidence away. But after today, there will be no more locking myself. I will be free, free of your chains and mine. Today, I looked inside of me and guess what I found? That one lingering spark.