My life is a rock.
I get tossed around
without any care.
As the insults keep coming,
I fall on the ground,
every single time.
My life is a rock.
It's always been this way.
I'm used to it by now,
These words can't hurt a rock.
I can take these painful falls.
Because I am a rock.
And I am proud of it.
I am strong like a rock.
I keep standing strong like a rock.
I fight back like a rock.
I am a rock.
My life's a rock.
I fall to the ground,
yet I am strong.
And I fight back hard.
Because my life's a rock,
but I still stand tall and proud.
Because I am a geode,
beautiful on the inside,
and in my own way. <3