Sticks and stones break bones.
Words and feelings shatter my heart.
It’s like a poet with a whip like tongue.
You lash me with your words and I stagger back.
Begging for the ground to swallow me whole.
Words hurt.
Words are hidden behind sweet tones and kind voices.
But underneath they are ***** derogatory, and filthy.
Don’t call a woman a w—re just because you think it’s funny.
Don’t call a man a f-gg-t just because he has a different clothing style and doesn’t dress masculine.
Words cut deeper than sticks and stones could ever.
Words. Hurt
Apr 3, 2025
Apr 3, 2025 at 10:59 PM UTC
Sticks and stones break bones.
Words and feelings shatter my heart.
It’s like a poet with a whip like tongue.
You lash me with your words and I stagger back.
Begging for the ground to swallow me whole.
Words hurt.
Words are hidden behind sweet tones and kind voices.
But underneath they are ***** derogatory, and filthy.
Don’t call a woman a w—re just because you think it’s funny.
Don’t call a man a f-gg-t just because he has a different clothing style and doesn’t dress masculine.
Words cut deeper than sticks and stones could ever.
Words. Hurt