Sticks and stones will surely break bones leaving scares we cannot hide, but words can sting like bumble bees when two wrongs simply collide. Fractures can be fixed while broken hearts reflect, walls are built around the soul if only to protect. Sorry's such a simple word though seldom ever said, pride most often wins harboring anger instead. Sticks and stones we need not fear it's the bruises we cannot see, that hurt us must of all, I honestly believe.