Be ever aware
of the targets on you,
with every word spoken,
bows are drawn back.

Every step and thought,
how you dress,
the company you keep,
adds projectiles to their quiver.

Waiting and watching,
usually for your back to turn,
or for you to exit earshot,
their arrows are loosed.

Turn and face them,
duck and dodge the onslaught,
some may draw blood,
but never let them hit cleanly.

The poison on pointed tips,
work to cause self-doubt,
wear on you and cause lethargy,
a diminishment of self and dreams.

But knowledge, intelligence,
the willingness to be your own,
is a mighty shield, wield it proudly,
it will deflect all doubt and envy.

Powered by will and confidence,
honed over years of attack,
protect yourself,
cast it over others in need.