They all broke me.
They broke my like I was nothing.
Is that what they think?
That I'm nothing?
That I have no feelings and
I will just get over it?
Well, hello!
It's me!
I'm another human, just like you!
I breath, I sleep, I feel emotion.
And I'm not ready to get destroyed by your bullets.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem