When I Rise

When I Rise
When I rise you won't be able hurt me
These tears won't roll down face like wet paint that won't dry because its been coated too much
With too many memories of disrespect, neglect, and feelings that seem strong and want to hold on like a child holds on to his favorite toy
A boy that wasn't quite ready for me to put him place
Tell him jumping in my face is not what you do to me