By Emma Lippincott
Days will come when you don't have the strength.
When all you hear is your not worth anything.
All these words pondering me.
They said that I was lame.
They said that I was a brat.
They said that I was a girl with no brain.
They treated me like I was a doll.
They treated me like I was dirt.
They treated me like I didn't care.