Stride

Do you need someone to cry for you?
Well too bad
I’ve already dried my tears and swept them aside
Because I don’t need tears anymore

I don’t need to raise my voice to raise my spirits
Or rise my confidence at all
I’m here, I’m now
I’m right here, so don’t ignore me!

Don’t push me aside or call me ‘hey’ or ‘little girl’
Because I am not
Starting today, I shall Stride
I shall Stride wherever I walk

I shall Stride to show my abstract enemies
That I cannot be broken down
No matter how many times I waver

I shall Stride to show the people who laugh at me, who mock me
That I am immune to their remarks
Because I am stronger than them
And my mind will take me places sooner than their own

I shall Stride to show the world that I am here now and today,
Not to be put off tomorrow like the hand of the world is a procrastinator
That I am here NOW and I demand and deserve some attention
But the spotlight is my own and my one and only

And in these moments of which I Stride
I shall speak so loudly that my voice will be heard to every lazy mind
To every person who has ever laughed at another’s misfortune
To every person who has seen my pains and troubles

That I am here—here right now
And I Stride to remind you of that
I Stride to succeed in what I can
And struggle with what I can’t

But in the end, I will triumph over your sweatpants and flipflops,
Overused straighteners and eyeliners,
Your dollars spent hundreds of times
And your senseless, mindless giggles

Because I Stride to stand out from the crowd
I am above the nasty smoke and the baggy penguin pants,
Above the liprings and the wrist scars,
Above peer pressure and above pleasing others and worrying about what they say

I may walk beside, behind, in front, nowhere near you,
But my walk is different from yours
Because I Stride

I have amazing friends.
Even those who've I never met (if that doesn't sound weird/stalkerish at all...) you guys are amazing. Everyone should get a 'Cool Friend' award.
I wrote this poem because I was angry today, but now I really do feel better. I dedicate this poem to everyone who has ever gone through a hard time and has cried because they felt so depressed.
We can carry on.
And we will.
Because we are stronger than the strongest, and because we can Stride.

End