I look back on all the bad.
I look back on the faces that tore me down.
All those who spat in disgust.
No more. The future holds so much to be desired.
Your jagged tongues will no longer hurt me.
I am stronger than I was.
You are still but a lowly child clinging to the idea of becoming a man.
Be gone with your heinous lies.
Be burned by your ill desires.
And be aware of what you’ve created; a fighter.
You lost the day you thought you had control over my life.