Three Things That Get to Me©️ by Felina Silver (Copyright 2025)

Name your top three pet peeves.

I can handle storms and long, hard days,
I can take the world in a thousand ways—
but three things make my patience flee:
lies, racism, and dishonesty.

A liar’s words are thin as air,
pretending truth was never there.
They decorate their tales with shine,
but every glitter fades in time.
A house built up on shifting sand
will crumble right beneath their hand.
And when the truth steps in the light,
their stories scatter in the night.

Racism’s roots run cruel and cold,
a story tired, a hatred old.
It whispers poison in the wind,
a pain passed down from where it’s been.
It builds its walls in broad daylight,
pretending wrong is somehow right.
But hearts weren’t made to live apart—
we share one world, one beating heart.
And I believe, with all of me,
that love will outlive bigotry.

And cheaters think they win the game,
but leave behind regret and blame.
They trade their truth for something small,
not seeing they could lose it all.
They break the trust that once was whole,
a crack that spreads from soul to soul.
For what is gained in secret lies
is lost the moment daylight arrives.

These three things get under my skin,
yet still I rise, I choose to win—
to honor truth in what I do,
to stand for justice, steady and true.
To walk with love, to speak my mind,
to challenge cruelness when I find.

And though the world may test my peace,
I’ll keep my dignity—and ease.
For I know who I strive to be:
someone who fights hypocrisy.
Someone who sees with eyes unbound,
who lifts another off the ground.

So let the storms come—I’ll stay strong.
My spirit knows where it belongs.
Lies, racism, and dishonesty
may shake me, but they won’t break me.