WHY SHOULD I LET WHAT YOU SAY
HURT ME?
WHEIN I'VE HEARD IT ALL BEFORE
ALL THE NAMES
AND ALL THE PAIN
SO GO ON SAY WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY
CALL ME WHAT EVER YOU WANT
I DONT CARE
BECAUSE YOU CANT HURT ME
ANYMORE

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Pieces of My Heart
PoetryIn middle school, lots of things happened to me. I became accident prone, breaking one thing after another. I also moved and lost my best friends. Some of the people at the new school were nice to me at first. But like most typical schools, they onl...