My Life Poem by Reba Haapala

I maybe strong but I’m not made out of steal.
My heart gets broken from what people say. They think it doesn’t hurt but it does.
They judge you that all they can do.
They think just because I play football I can take all the hurtful things, and push me around. They think I mean well I’ll stay that way unit someone finds out there is more to me thing just another football player.
The thing that hurts more is that I have to fight to get respect. That leads to pushing people away, because I afraid of getting hurt again. It will take a long time to break the wall around my heart down. Be hide the wall is something that no one ever seen before. I’m only an average girl. When I get hurt I don’t sit around and cry about something I can’t change. I fight back. That my life and I sticking to it, because that’s me.