You say you know me.
But your wrong.
I'm not the me you thought I was.
I'm NOT some weak person,who will put up with the things you say to me.
You don't know me at all.
You use to.
Back then, I never said a word when you stood there yelling at me.
Now, I will stand there with you defending myself.
I'm not the same person,but you still are.
-H
This poem actually means a lot to me because it describes what I went through.
