Untitled - The story of my life told in poems

Never used to hurt

I was once what you could call someone with thick skin.

Say whatever you want, But it just wouldn't get in.

I would laugh whenever somebody wanted to talk shit,

because as I liked to say, I could 'take a hit'.

I would bend their words back at them with skill and wit.

Now they swallow my pride like a dark, empty pit.

While I fumed after getting chirped by my own God damn team,

It occurred to me that I was just their stupid ass meme.

Words never used to hurt, or bring me under the weather,

now they cut deep, and I don't know if I can keep it together.

You could talk behind my back, and to me it wouldn't matter.

Now I get self conscious whenever I hear People chatter.