Go ahead, hurt my skin all you want for now, but I'm too busy building back my old soul to even notice the damage you are causing me.
I'm too busy gathering that, I deserve better than this scrutinizing daily pain.
I'm too busy indulging my dignity and reviving the confidence you took away from me in every slap.
I'm too busy putting myself first and heading out from this hell I've been living in.
I'm too busy destroying any kind of relationship I ever had with you.
