You laugh at my ideas
You snicker at my faults
You roll your eyes at my stupidity
And my never voice a thought

You try to conceal it
Talk behind my back
To keep me oblivious
You hid the dark fact

You think I'm still oblivious
And it makes all the more fun
To laugh at my expense
And think of me as dumb

But you are the idiots
You are the fools
For I am not oblivious
And I'm not your little tool

Your opinion used to matter
I used to really care
Your words used to hurt me
And make me hate myself

But you cannot hurt me anymore
Yu can talk all you want
Because I no longer listen
Because I don't care for you at all

The opinion of strangers
And people I don't like
Are no longer important
And I can move on

This was written, wow, a long time ago. I just found the paper it was
written on in my poetry binder (AKA the really big binder I keep all my
finished stuff and first copies of finished stuff idea why something
not done was it there) and just tweeked it a bit and gave a title. Thanx
to TwilightSky for helping me with the title. Thanx babe!