Getting Ahead

You can throw everything you’ve got at me.

And still, I rise.

Exclusion.

Manipulation.

Gossip.

Rumors.

And lies.

All ties,

That have been woven together.

To paint a picture

Of a wounded soul.

The reason why I know this?

Because I used to be like you.

I was born in the dark.

I know what it’s like.

I know what it takes to survive.

Cutthroat.

Competitive.

Too little attention to go around.

Everybody out for themselves.

Yes, I know you.

Yes, I see you.

And now I delete you.

To get ahead.