About the Poem
Middle school is usually one of the hardest times of life. That's where the popularity exists and that's where things have the tendency to go wrong. This poem is about the thousands of mistakes I made during my desperate attempts to be popular. And although it's written in third person, it's about myself.
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The Inner Battle
|by Lindsay Huffman|
You criticize what you do not know
You belittle those who aren't like you
You insult, you lie, and you manipulate
to make yourself seem superior
Have you not realized that you're putting yourself down
the same way you do to others?
Snide remarks and crude comments
They come from inside you
From inside that "perfection" you try to push forward
and force into everyone's face
Remarks and insults coming from you
simply reveal what you truly are
You let your insecurity control you
You allow it to take your sense and maturity hostage
Those people out there didn't do this to you
They never insulted you,
never belittled you,
never treated you as demeaningly as you treat them
They're the innocents being affected
by your inner battle with yourself.
You insult because you're afraid.
The qualities you despise in yourself
shadow your eyes
and become the qualities of someone else -
You may think it's fun to laugh at that poor bystander.
You may think it'll make you God,
but, in the end, you'll realize
that you were doing battle with yourself the whole time.
After all, you are your own worst critic.