Hurtful Words, Holy Strength
the words were painful,
cutting deeper than any quiet night;
she said I could never graduate in three years—
and that broke my heart in ways I can’t explain.
but I look up to the sky, holding back tears,
because I know God never makes a mistake.
even when their words try to break me,
I hold on tight to hope.
I hope God moves,
turning wounds into a shining path.
I hope God helps me,
giving strength when the world feels heavy.
I hope God makes me graduate in three years—
and when that day finally comes,
I want them to see
that God’s miracles are far bigger
than any hurtful words they spoke.
I will rise, stand firm, and overcome,
with strength that comes from Him.
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