I am not a word
I am not a thing
I am a human
So many ideas put together inside of one vessel
You try to brand me with your sharp, burning, stinging phrases
Freak
Creepy
Weird
I hear them
I hear all of them
And I must admit that sometimes I believe them
It hurts my heart
It stings my soul.
I try so hard but we all fail sometimes
don't we?
But you let me know how I've failed
You speak these words
They fly from your mouths and seep from your skin.
We know they can't all be true
Stupid
Ugly
Fat
I know they can't all be true
Maybe one day we will be able to see
Not just with our eyes.
Not just to look, but to really, honestly see
See our words
Our actions
See how they hurt others
Hurt the ones who really care
Because if we didn't care
They would sting
Would they?
