When you feellike giving up,beaten and bruised. The blood tricklingdown your face,marred and scarred. When you feelthis is the end,losing your will. Get up!O’ kindredsoul. Get up!Don’t bowdown. For when allis against you,you’re the strongest. Amid the tauntsthe names,the labels. “Stupid!Idiot!”They scream. “Clueless!Worthless!”They spit out. Like venomthey vomit,toxic normality. Rise above it,drown their wordswith conviction. ...