To grow

just a juvenile poem about growing up i wrote in elementary school

Grow

Waiting for the usual

the teasing and the jeers

though they thirst for my reaction

they cannot drink my tears

I will not run from opposition

I will face it with a smile

I will turn the other cheek

Until I am sprawled across the tile

The lies they tell

The punches they throw

Cannot hurt this little body

all I can do is grow

-gracious

Reviews

[RachelRedstone]

I like it. It has very true things that happen in life in it. That's good.

[Gracious]

Thank you very much :)