Their taunts may sting, but I'll stand Tall

With words, they try to pierce my soul,
Yet in their eyes, the truth unfolds,
Their bitter words, like arrows, fly,
But I stand tall and won't comply.

For I am stronger than their spite,
My spirit soars, takes to the flight,
I won't let taunts obscure my way,
I'll rise above, come what may.

In every barb, I'll find my shield,
And from their hate, my strength I'll yield,
For deep within, a fire burns,
A lesson, from their taunts, I'll earn.

Their taunts may sting, but I'll stand tall,
As I rise above it all,
In the end, it's they who'll see,
The power that resides in me.

So let them taunt, let them jest,
I'll rise above, I'll do my best,
For in the face of taunts and jeers,
I'll conquer doubts and silence fears.