Sunday, November 7, 2010

If you thought... you're wrong.

If you thought I would bend and hail you as my king, you're wrong.
If you thought you could push me around for the rest of my life, you're wrong.
If you thought I would worship you as my queen, you're wrong.
If you thought I would give up and go home, you're wrong.
If you thought I'd let you win this race, you're so very wrong.
If you thought I'd give in to your hypocrisy, you're wrong, wrong, wrong.

Thank you, for all those who have thrown me in the desert, broken my knees, and left me to die. Thank you. I'm so glad you did. I was able to rise from the dead every time just to prove you wrong. Because you are wrong. You're wrong to think that I would mourn about this, that, and the other. You see, people who have thrown me in the desert, broken my knees, and left to die, you've actually built me up, instead of pushing me down... to your level.
You've made me stronger, wiser, courageous, faster, better, tougher, mightier, more beautiful, more unique, happier, and the list could go on. "Why" you ask? It builds me. It sculpts me into the young lady I am today. I know now how to behave, how to live, how to react, how to not react, and how to prove you wrong. Because you see, people who have thrown me in the desert, broken my knees, and left me to die, you are wrong for what you did. Whether it be molest me, cuss me out, push me down, push me away, call me a "nigger", call me a "bastard", abuse me, scar me, tear me up, or whatever, that just makes me more resistant to the next harsh thing you or someone else does.
Now, I won't give the credit to myself. By now, I'd be dead because of you. But, because of God, I'm still alive, breathing, telling my tale, showing my scars, and becoming a legend in people's heart. It may not seem like it. But, I will be, one day. Actually, God will be one day. He will be a legend in everyone's heart, whether good or bad.
People who have thrown me in the desert, broken my knees, and left me to die, thank you so very much. All I really want to say to you... I love you, and yet I hate you. Good luck with life, and farewell. I'm never looking back at what you did.