It Hurts
They call me fat.
It hurts.
They seem to not realize that.
They call me ugly.
It hurts.
But still I act all bubbly.
They call me dumb.
It hurts.
But I’m already numb.
They call me a freak.
It hurts.
What do they seek?
They call me weak.
It hurts.
Because I’m too scared to speak.
They call me worthless.
It hurts.
They are merciless.
It hurts.
May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 10:47 AM UTC
It Hurts
They call me fat.
It hurts.
They seem to not realize that.
They call me ugly.
It hurts.
But still I act all bubbly.
They call me dumb.
It hurts.
But I’m already numb.
They call me a freak.
It hurts.
What do they seek?
They call me weak.
It hurts.
Because I’m too scared to speak.
They call me worthless.
It hurts.
They are merciless.
It hurts.