What do you think of this poem?

A name,
A shout,
A taunt,
It’s nothing.
You can’t hurt me.

A punch,
A kick,
A slap,
It’s nothing.
You can’t hurt me.

A scream,
A yell,
A push,
It’s nothing.
You can’t hurt me.

You can’t hurt me,
Because I hurt myself.
I hurt myself,
So you can’t hurt me.

Just give it up,
I’m untouchable.
Just roll up my sleeves,
Maybe you’ll get it.

The hurt builds up,
A bubble around me.
It protects me from you,
When you try to hurt me.

Why don’t you get it?
Just leave me alone.
You think I like this?
You think I like the hate?

I hate the hate.
I hate you,
I hate me,
But I love the knife.

It keeps me alive,
It keeps me strong.
Yeah, maybe it hurts,
But not as much as you.

I let you in,
I let the walls down.
But you broke my heart.
That hurt.