For what you have put me through, you're weak. For what you have put me through, I’m now stronger than you. For what you have put me through, I’ve become your competition. All these years I’ve been climbing up to your interesting mind, only to find out my effort wasn't worth it. I didn't deserve its meanness. Yet your weakness is my strength, not only to know I am truer than you, but to learn I am just not an ordinary girl. You look at me from the outside the same way you're so used to seeing the world, society, and people. You don't recognize minds and souls that are peaceful. You don't see beauty. You’ve failed the humanity test. But you’re stuck on false pride that keeps you from doing what’s best. So be my guest and open the door to a new path, for now you are my past; this sorrow shall never last.