When you were still back home, they made fun of you,
Intense envy and jealousy have poisoned their minds;
You were not in competition, you were just doing your job,
But they couldn't do your things so they thought of how to get even.
The only mistake you did was to conceal your preferences,
They were so eager to know all about your bisexuality,
They never ceased, they never stopped meddling with your affairs, What's in you that makes them so insecure at all?
But as the adage divulged they can't put a good man down,
And I believe that once a fighter is always a fighter;
You are a strong person that made you stood out from the rest,
Go on and show them you won't stoop down to their level.
This is what I always bear in mind so no one and nothing,
Can really be successful in wrecking my credibility;
I will prolong my skills, I will keep on writing in,
Because life is very short to waste and throw it away.
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