I hate my mind's fragility,
How others' words weaken
My heart and my spine.

I've weeped too many nights.
While gripping my knees,
And digging the nails in
To remind myself that
Everything is gonna hurt.
It will not change,

Unless I change it.

I wish to grow a thick skin,
A strong mind with even stronger beliefs,
Intolerance towards anything and everything
That may harm me.

But in wishing so I fear;
The door of my mind will slam shut,
My heart will freeze in its place,
That I will grow so tall I can no longer see my feet,

That I may crush you
And scrape you along the ground,
Unknowingly.

Just as others have done to me.