It is becoming harder to look at you when all I can see is the reflections of another glaring back at me so angrily.
So much malice hidden between those teeth you flash when you smile.
So much deceit being cooked up by you and your gang of unfortunate circumstances in the kitchen of hate.
You all wish to see the end of me as well as the death of my hopes and dreams.
You all wish for the newborn baby named success to fall victim to your abortion clinic and I say hell no and to hell with you all.
I will not allow I will not allow I will not allow any of you to return just to tear me down again as you once attempted before.
I am stronger than you, faster than you and more intellectual than you every step of the way and I will succeed yes indeed.
You are all enemies of my past you all can begone because your hatred fades away fast you can't keep it up I have a higher endurance fueled by positivity so you guys will never last.
Begone begone, enemies of my past.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem