Beneath the smiles, the whispers grow, With every word behind closed doors,You wished me less.The eyes that once held warmth and light, Now cast me down, without a fight. your hearts turned cold, And left me standing, bruised, but bold. The love we shared turned into cold stares and quiet hate. You treated me badly, hoping I'd fall, but despite it all, I rise stronger, untouched by your betrayal.But though your hate may cut me deep,I rise beyond the secrets you keep.