You may stab me in the back
with your bitter twisted lies about me
Do my scars upset you?
Why are you looking them like that?
Do you want to see me broken?
Curled up in a ball and lowered head?
Knees falling down like teardrops
Weakened by my cries
Does my face offend you?
You may shoot me with your words
You may cut me with your eyes
You may kill me with your lies