when i scream and no one hears. small, unheard and how i fight back
it’s hard being small. i live in a world that wasn’t built for me.
and the bigger people are cruel. they’re cruel because they can. they’re cruel because they're bigger, better, stronger than me. they’re cruel because the world around them is the right size for them. they can reach things on shelves, they can work the hours designed for THEM, carry heavy things designed for THEM. and they wonder why i can’t.
well i don’t care anymore. i used to, yes, it was hard. but difficult things are an excuse to push yourself. nothing good ever came easy.
i take your challenge, world.
i’ll show you what i can do. not with my physical strength, not with my height, and not my voice but with my mind. just you wait, I’m coming.