No.
I will not be broken.
Let them mock and deride me. My pride will survive it. I will not be broken.
Let them tear at me and beat me. Flesh will heal. I will not be broken.
Let them lock me in darkness. However black and cold my prison gets, I will not be broken.
Let them leave me, if they choose. Loneliness is hard, but I will not be broken.
I may bend
I may bow
I may even fall, despairing.
But I will rise, and straighten. I am strong, and I will not be broken.