The dust settled, and their eyes stared in awe

The one they had forgotten

The one they insisted was nothing

Become something

And he came to call

I remember what you said about me

The belief I would amount to nothing

I was a twelve year old despot

In my own home, but eight years later

My heart and head have done some growth

Here within these cradle of words

I do find my hope

And I don’t find other people’s comments

To be as devastating anymore

It’s bulletin board material now

They are just stanzas I paint on my door

Each day I find myself doing

That which I could not do before

And inwardly I’ve succeeded

In destroying what you had me believing

The boy you forgot to remember

Never remembered how to forget

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