She heard you today you know
words meant to cut like a sword
not sure if she was meant to hear but she did...
for some people words are weapons
for some people your words shape who they are
mold them
so she went to a strangers house choking back tears
handed them their goods
then returned and pretended she was alright
she pretends but really she is not
have you ever stopped to think
that the wrong words to the right person
could be the last thing it takes
the last stab needed to throw them over the brink
it may seem petty but for some words are life
she is not broken
she is not insane
she is depressed
nothing tastes good anymore except liquor
dry as ash so she doesn't eat
and wastes away in words and cigarette smoke
she is not afraid to die, parts of her already are
the other parts wish for it when she hears these things
she wants to give smiles and in return gets frowns
so please think about your words
words could very easily **** her
you never know when a life is in your words
so please use your weapon carefully
think before you speak
you never know if you are the final blow