You kut me piece by piece;
you tore at my insignificance.
Now you say it was a joke.
I feel like you burned me with an iron,
branding me a nothing for all eternity.
Will no one help me?
Will no one save me?
My existence is useless
if all I can do is cry.
I feel as if I could keel over and die.
You kut me into pieces
and threw me away.
Now it’s my day to stand and say
what is in my heart.
I don’t care what you think!
I am who I am,
and no one will change me!
I won’t let you kut me anymore.
It’s over,
you’re done kutting me into pieces!
