He, Btch, ****, WH*re, Smese, Fat Pig,
All those words
They hurt soo bad
And you don’t realize what you do
When you say that I find
Little pieces of myself gone
Overdosing on diet pills,
Constantly throwing up little bits of me,
Hiding myself from the world,
Letting my pride drop
But then again, you don’t really care
It makes you look “cool” to your “friends”.
Killing everybody else’s spirits and self-Image
But then again, you STILL don’t care
It should be illegal
What you do to everyone else,
Killing them not
With a knife,
Or a gun, or with a rope,
Not your hands, not your feet,
But brutally beating me,
Killing me from the inside out,
With words,
That you don’t even think hurt!
But eventually,
You have no one behind
You laughing and cheering
You on,
Now everyone has
Left you
They know that it’s not fun
They have suffered the cruelty
Of your words
They don’t want to be a part of it anymore,
They want the violence to stop too
Maybe leaving you
To your see what your words can do to
People
Will make you want to stop
Them, and others won’t follow
Anymore
Do you know how much better
It would be without your words?
People are learning
From you
Now, you’re alone
You’re the one that
Is hurt
The one being beat down
With other people’s words
The people that you taught,
If you would have never
Did this in the first place, you would
Still be one, not pieces of
The person you could have been.
Now you’re all alone,
And need me
Because there is no one else
You think it’s
Easy
Just forgive and forget,
We can start over,
Become friends again,
But it doesn’t work because the
Shadow of Words will always remain in
My picture