They Think... Poem by Laura Venter

They don’t think the rumors torture me
Because, I block them out.
They don’t think the whispers hurt
Because, I pretend I hear nothing.
They don’t think the stares burn
Because, I act like I don’t see them.
They think crying is weak.
Because, they're always trying to act tough.
They think small tasks are hard.
because they've never had it tough...

they think they can break m easily...
but my doubts are as thin as their selfconfidence..
they think i'm snob.
because what they say about me-
i dont believe..
they can think all they want...

But i dont have to think to know who i am...
I KNOW! ! ! !
but. they, just dont understand...