Bones will heal, bruises will fade. But time can’t heal the hurt words made. My innocence, I won’t get back. I used to smile… They took my kindness for my weakness. Physical, emotional, cyber and verbal. Numb to all the pain, People have caused. I try to ignore, Every single word they speak. But the words hurt me like bee’s sting. Can’t I ever get immune to the pain? Oh dear bully! You tell me I’m worthless and that I’m a nothing, but I say the same things to myself without your prompting. I hate that I can’t stand up to you. Can’t this ever end? Cause I am so done, Thinking that maybe, One day, everything will change.
Isn't it sad, when you get SO much hurt that you finally say, "I'm used to it."