Standing On Top

Whispered words behind my back,
But I keep walking although I want
To turn back around and whack
Them. All that is meant to taunt
And haunt me really only inspire me.
You are too skinny. You are too smart
For your own good. So what? I see
My head in the books and a heart
Of gold. Words of kindness because
I know how much they can hurt
Like hard rocks and taking a pause
Before I speak. Rumors are like dirt
And I am brushing them away like flies.
Your heart is too perfect and unbroken.
Nobody knows what I hold in my eyes
Or mouth. You are way too soft spoken.
My body has all of the hidden cracks and
Imperfections. You are way too perfect.
There is no such thing as a smooth hand
Or surface. What people assume is incorrect
And false which is why some things are
Meant to be hidden. Wipe away and blot
Mistakes. You do not have any bruise or scar
To show. Never assume what you do not
Know. Nothing makes me prouder than
Coming out on top and standing like I won.