I'll never understand the struggles you've had
or the depths of hurt on your worse day.
I'll never know the hurt that you have felt,
or the pain and the suffering that left you with welts.
I'll never know how strong you can be,
after knowing where you stand in social hierarchy.
You're inspiration at its best,
exceeding expectations, none the less.
I aspire to be strong like you,
to endure the things you have gone through.
And when the day is done,
I will rest my head, knowing that I have won
I know that I can be strong, persevere on.
All of this, I owe to you.