As I was adding the last few pieces
Of putting myself back together
After being broken so many times before
You broke me again

What doesn't **** you makes you stronger is *******

It makes us resentful
Hateful
Skeptical
Overprotective
Afraid

It kills our innocence piece by piece
Until we are finally dead inside
Incapable of loving or caring
A burnt out shell of the person you once were
No longer yourself