I don’t talk about the bruises
The ones that are within
The ones that you’ve inflicted
Time and time again.

Every time you say something hurtful
You can’t take back the pain
I’m black and blue and bleeding.
But you can’t say a thing.

To heal the hurt
The pain you’ve caused
With words so sharp
They sting.

I wish you could know
The pain that you have
Caused me.

But then I realize
Someday you most likely will
When someone says things to you
You’ll know just how I feel.

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