They tell me who to be
They tell me what I like
They tell me everything I'm supposed to be.
Well guess what?
I'm me.

You think you can hurt me
Sure, you've succeeded.
Will I ever really show it?

Sticks and stones may break my bones
Words may hurt me
But you don't scare me

Sure, I cry
Sure, I'm broken
Sure, I'm hurt
But will you ever see that?

I'm stronger than you think
Take caution
I'm coming back
Sticks and stones hurt
Words do not.

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