Review Me

Bad reviews, I've had one or two
shrug it off, what more can I do?
If you cut me, indeed I will bleed
perhaps experience and scars are something I need
I drive to work as it tears me up inside
it bruises, but fortunately heals, this thing I call pride
Harsh criticism is such a sour pill to take
though it helps me to realize the changes I have to make
I can take your words and use them to make it better
or sit down and write a poorly punctuated hate letter
so I take with a grain of salt what you have to say
and do my best not to let it ruin my day
I understand I alone have the choice
to hear your words not just the tone of your voice
so when you look at this thing we call art, have fun tearing it apart
I only ask, before you start, to remember even I have a heart.