Words Are My Weakness

"Sticks and stones will break my bones, but your words will never hurt me."
I always believed that your words were just words,
But I was always just lying to myself.
Because as you scream those hurtful names,
You have no idea just how I feel.
I feel broken, lost, confused,
Sad, depressed and out of fuse.
I want to scream back at you,
Tell you how I truly feel.
But once again, words are my weakness.
They say words will never hurt you,
Unless you let them.
I try and not let them hurt me,
I truly do.
But sometimes, no always,
It becomes too much.
"Suicidal b*tch!" 
"Emo freak."
"Retarded mute."
"Ugly little cutter."
"Go away, we don't want you here."
"Look, little freaks trying to tell us something, how stupid."
"Another idiot, sucks to be us."
I walk each day with my head held high,
I shove past those bullies and smirk back.
I flick the bird and twirl my hair,
I roll my eyes and look away from there.
But inside I'm breaking,
From the very core.
But inside I'm shaking,
Because if this goes on, I will not.
I'm dying inside, and you don't notice. I can't tell you too, because words are my weakness.
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