May 2018
Sticks and Stones
may break my bones
but words will never hurt me
even though those words
are as sharp as glass
real as the sun
fast as bullets
and even though those words
leave me broken and alone
apparently
they can't hurt me
may break my bones
but words will never hurt me
even though those words
are as sharp as glass
real as the sun
fast as bullets
and even though those words
leave me broken and alone
apparently
they can't hurt me
People would always tell me that what other people say shouldn't hurt me, so I always thought I was just sensitive when people called me names and made fun of me and I always thought that pain in my heart wasn't real, but it is, it's as real as scraping a knee.
