"You Are Not What They Say" They called you names like they knew your soul. They pointed, laughed, whispered, shoved. And every time, a little piece of you cracked. But listen—you are not broken. You are battle-tested. Bullies don't see the real you. They only attack what they don’t understand, what threatens their fragile little world. Your light? It’s too bright for their comfort. Your mind? Too wild, too deep, too real. So they try to shrink you. Make you small enough to fit into their tiny boxes. But you don’t belong in a box— you’re a storm, a song, a spark. You don’t have to forgive them today. You don’t have to forget. But you do need to remember who you are. You are not their words. You are your own story, and they don’t get to write the ending. Keep going. Keep burning. And when you rise, let them choke on the smoke.
