Resilience is my finest armour.
A battle suit of testing trauma.
And like an aura I'll wear it,
And I refuse to share it -
For that is my saving grace.
To conquer the hardship of your disgrace,
Of all the pettiness and saving face.
No longer afraid to get my hands bloody,
Nor look in your eyes and see you scurry,
Like the coward you are -
And always were.
Here is the badge
From now, you’ll wear.