Stick and stones might break my bones
But words won’t stop me from reciting rhymes and poems
So I suggest that haters go play somewhere else
Because there is a person in need of the strength
You keep giving me…

I mean, to me you’ve become a want
I mean…
Wait a minute! Just hold that thought
I don’t mean to be ungrateful
I AM Where I AM because of the hate
You fed me with your envying friends
Whom you will never see in rainy days