Slowly my heart sinks into the ground
blood pouring out my mouth
blow after blow
I'm hit with harsh fists of hate
I can hear my friend scream my name
being held against her will
as I fall to my knees in pain
I can barely make out the figure
about to kick me in the face
but I stand up
blood seeping into the ground
I stand up because I'm proud
I'm a fighter
born and raised
I'm not my father
I fight to save
I'm not my mother
I stand tall
I am me
and I will fight for all.
P