the weak laughter

november.30.2000

Laugh at what you want,
if you think I'm all that dumb.
Spit right in my face,
Your thoughts of me are numb.

Smile at the cuts,
that you always throw at me.
Find your jour in pain,
one day you will see.

Drag me in the cold,
beat me 'til I'm dead.
You're wasting all your time,
I don't care what you've said.

Laugh loud as you kick,
me closer to the ground.
But I will never lose,
the strength that I have found.