My weapon

You will never See me in fear For I stood In terror And agony For three years For someone That never Cared So when I do something That was from my Knowledge of Self-worth And you don't like it The day after You will not see me in Guilt or Fear or Confusion You will see me On my high horse With pure in my blood And good On my mind For I know the world Better then I know Myself And I know That you are jealous That I am yet More mature then A person above my age Forever I'll be stuck In your head With words ringing In your ears Watch as my cat eyes Burn into you Without you being able To do anything to me