who are you to say such a thing to me

you call me an ugly lesbian without rect on life

you call me a bitch

you call me an object

you break me

with your words that weigh like stones

I’m like this?

Am I really what you say I am?

I’m a whore

even though I never had a relationship

I’m more than you say

and I don't listen to the words you say

because deep inside of you there is only a broken heart