Battle

I put on this big show

Let everyone know it's ok

But sometimes I wonder,

Am I really fooling anyone?

Or am I just someone

They all talk about

Giggling

Within their own little groups

While I sit

Quite

I'm my own way

And allow their words

To just wash over me

Scratching at my inner soul

With teeth and claws like knives

But one thing stops them

I've decided not to listen

Not to see

Not to hear

That is their weakness

And my greatest tool

The battle-

Over

The victory-

Mine

And I now longer feel their sting

On my heart