It Hurts

Your words effect me stongly.
They're stuck inside my head.
Maybe I heard them wrongly,
but now it's something that I dread.

You call me really dumb,
and close-minded too.
I wish it made me feel numb,
so I won't have to feel blue!

I'm sorry if I'm in the way.
Maybe at times you're right.
Does it really mean I can't stay,
even if I stay out of sight?