Defiant

You look at me with contempt and scorn. 
Like sometimes you wish I’d never been born. 
You love the power you hold over me 
But to think you rule me is pure fantasy. 

I might show respect because of who you are 
But it doesn’t run deep and doesn’t go far. 
You hate me because I see through your lies. 
Don’t think I don’t know. It’s there in your eyes. 

So do what you can to make me feel small. 
Despite your best efforts, I’m going to stand tall. 
I’m not going to crumble in the way that you seek 
Because I am the strong one and you are the weak.