The Storm

I am thunder. I am the storm. The blowing, unbeatable wind. You can swing at me but I will not fall. I will rage and I will go on. I will be strong. You cannot beat me. Long after you have fallen I will be moving on. Continue being strong. You can't touch me. You can make me cry, you can make me stumble, but in the end it is me who will survive. I will stay strong and stay alive and thrive. And I will laugh at those who tried. To hurt me and did not succeed.