Is That Suppose To Hurt? Poem by Lady N

Is it supposed to hurt me, when you call me stupid names? ,
Or when you make those silly comments, I laugh in the eyes of my pain,
Is it suppose to hurt me, when the blade drags across my arm,
I'm filled with so much laughter, laughing at my own self-harm,
The pain is nothing to me, but a trigger to my funny bone,
Laughing 'cause nothing matters, my hearts made out of stone,
Blood runs down my arm, a smile is on my face,
Pain is everything to me, nothing can take its place,
Nothing can make me feel, so strong, so crazed, so sane,
Nothing gives me more humanity, like the longing of sweet pain,
And you say it's suppose to harm me, the way you treat me just like I'm dirt,
But I reply with giggles and laughter, and say 'Is that supposed to hurt? '