My despair,my sorrow, my growing fright
My tears and pain throughout the night
No comfort, kind words, or someone to trust
A wound in my heart that's forming a lump.

Words of love and friendship
Today and forever
How meaningless, pointless to even consider
Unjust and useless to say I love you
For those are just words that aren't even true.

To cry and emotion?
Oh I do not feel
For pain in this world is nothing unreal
How dare I say maybe, or yes, or no
For who really cares
They're words just so.

Why trust or forgive
For it's nothing new
Why say how you feel if you can handle the truth
So get over the world, and fairness, and life, for once again it's just a stab with a knife.

They say sticks and stones may break my bones but words may never hurt me
Yet that's not true for they truly do
When you're told you're stupid
You do believe
They can say you're worthless but you may never be
For on this surface we walk on, this place we call Earth
On which every person
A man or a girl
Gives something to note for this complicated world.

Words give you a theory that you will never be
Something you're destined for or want desperately
They're one of you're fears that present themselves in life
The fears which you chose to deny with your might
But know you're not worthless and not an ordinary type
You're special in a good way
A one of a kind.

So don't listen to what one may chose to say
And consider that that helps them get through the day
Helps them feel confident and cool if you may
Just one little tear gives them what they want for that is the reason why many taunt
They think if you fall then they will look tall
Know if you back down then they win the crown
So don't forget to have some pride
And keep on moving to your confident stride
Remember this theory and how it all works out
For sticks and stones may break my bones but words may never hurt me.

I think about it now and then
How it all happened and how it will end
I consider a point from one side to the other
I think of the words we say to each other
Hello and bye and how they formed
Nature, the heavens, and trembling storms
The touch of dawn, that hint of dusk
Birth and death though still unjust
The wanted truth, the horrid lies
How something may appear or its disguise
So think about it now and then but know that somehow it will all end.