Some people tell the truth
But in a cruel and unkind way
Destroying one’s self-worth
Planting seeds with what they say
Some people attack with words
Especially when they’re angry
Pecking at your soul like birds
Scarred raw by the slash of cruelty
Some people pretend to be friends
Yet their hearts are spawned with hate
With a careful word that offends
Lke sharpened swords that berate
Some people have low self-esteem
Chipped away by harsh words of abuse
With a need for God to come and redeem
And break all these strongholds curse
But when your identity of self is secure
Not defined by others or what you lack
You can shake it off with a smile and endure
Just like water off a duck’s smooth back
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