Your words will never hurt me
Above them, I shall always rise
Like warm air that escapes high
Into the winter’s sun kissed skies.
Your hate does not infect me
To that illness, I am immune
I don’t want to be like you
I like to dance to my own tune.
Your punches I do not feel
For I am so far, far away
Safe in my own little land
Where pain does not visit or stay.
So go ahead and beat me
Bully me, if it makes you grin
Just know you will not break me
Because bullies can never win.
J.A McManus
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bully-5/
